Its not the weight but how you carry it-
loaded onto your back
like a pack mule
or ahead of you
wheel barrowing down the lane.
No,
it’s more how you think and feel
and digest
all manner of thoughts and feelings-
how your tongue feels
as you voice
those longings and fears
or maybe how your lips part
when you sing
a love song.
Or maybe it’s just that everything we think is heavy
is just as light as a feather.
Rising balloons tied to a string
or tied to your heart
maybe you are light hearted
and drawn to whimsy and mirth
or maybe glum and in need of a digestif
or a good hearty pat on the back.
Maybe you are light on your feet,
dancing up a storm
or a jig or a pas de deux,
balancing between sky and earth.
Its all a balancing act, you know.
We are not merely players on a stage
but acrobats
and clowns
following the gypsy caravan
with all our worldly goods
tucked into our backpacks
or pushed along in our barrows-
light hearted
or not
its all in how you carry it.
(revised)
thecourseofourseasons 
Wonderful thoughts…and i know someone who can lift our heaviest burdens and carry them for us 🙂
That title may become my mantra as I get older–in more ways than one-ha! Love this.
I so needed this reminder today. Thank you for putting it so succinctly and joyfully. All the best, Melissa
Well, you had me at the title, for that is the crux of positive thinking……….I LOVE the idea that we are clowns following a gypsy caravan. I think that will become my mantra. Smiles.
you’ve managed to voice part of what I’ve been struggling with lately – finding that balance between the wheelbarrow and those balloons 🙂 very thoughtful piece, Kathleen… and one I’ll probably be back to read through again!