Anchoring

Anchoring

on staying without hardening

I am not held here by weight,

but by willingness.

By the quiet agreement

to remain

when the current changes its mind.

Anchoring is not gripping the ground—

it is letting the ground recognize me.

Breath finds breath.

Pulse remembers rhythm.

The body says, I am safe enough to stay.

I do not resist the tide.

I learn its language.

I let movement pass

without asking it to take me.

Roots do not rush downward.

They listen.

They feel for what will hold

without closing the door to growth.

This is how I anchor:

not by proving strength,

but by returning

again and again

to what is already here.

Presence is the weight.

Trust is the tether.

And staying—

staying is the practice.

— Flower InBloom