"You can get help from teachers, but you are going to learn a lot by yourself, sitting alone in a room."
I wrote the poem "Because You Are Loved" over a year ago, when a couple of my friends were dealing with illness, loss and disappointment. Those friends are, thank God, "better", having indeed risen taller than their shadows. I really do believe that when we stumble, we get the chance to greet the stones in our path. I have other friends who are now ill, sad, feeling lost: this is now also for them. Or for you, if you've stumbled here on your way to somewhere else. Now, I appreciate that it is for me too; love yourselves.
"Because You Are Loved"
May you rise taller than your shadow
that the sun may greet you halfway.
Walk with your head as high as hope itself,
and know that when you stumble
you meet the stones that pave your way.
Let your heart sing the day long
that Peace will know where to find you.
Then may you rest,
still and small as the most precious diamond