Poema

A mamã achou que ser criança é estar sempre presente, e nós provamos isso na praia enquanto brincávamos um com o outro.

Aqui fica um texto que a mamã encontrou online, e que apesar de não o percebermos, lá permitimos que ela o colocasse aqui.

Have you ever wanted to be there – wherever that was?

The only requirement for there is that it is far from here.

There is a place where things just seem to work out. A place you have long dreamed of going to.

A place where the puzzle pieces of your life somehow fit together.

There is a place where faith rules over fear.

A place where positivity and gratitude are far more powerful than negativity and anxiety.

There is a place where everything is in abundance – love, money, time, self worth, laughter, joy.

You always have more than enough.

There is a place where worry doesn’t exist.

It’s a place where you have all of the time in the world to do exactly what you were put here to do.

It’s a place where your purpose becomes your world – your mission becomes your focus.

There is a place where you are centered and grounded and free.

Everything you have been working toward –

all of the growing that you’ve been doing is finally realized when you get to this wonderful place.

Do you ever find yourself wanting to escape your current surroundings –

dreaming more than anything that you could go from here to there?

Do you ever feel that you can’t possibly wait any longer – that you have given all you can here –

that the thought of continuing to put one foot in front of the other without the promise of ever

being there is just more than you can handle?

Have you ever stopped to think that you may already be there?

jodichapman