How can you allow this moment? 

How can you accept it? 

Wouldn’t you have to be separate from it, to allow it? 

How can you allow the air, the rain, the grass as it grows?

 How can you allow the breath in your lungs? 

Isn’t it already allowed?

 Isn’t life already exactly as it is?

 How can you allow or disallow what is already here?

 Isn’t it already too late to accept or reject this moment? 

How can you surrender to that which you were never separate from in the first place? 

 Hasn’t the deepest acceptance already happened?

- Jeff Foster -