Just Show Up

Another one of those mornin’s when I’m trying to talk myself out of bed.
All my good intentions are rollin' around in my head.
And I say: «Get it in gear, honey, I don’t wanna hear it.
Get out the door, put your feet on the floor.»
Just show up. Take your time.
You don’t always have to be the first one in line.
Show up, slow down, let it be easy.
Just show up. Just show up.
It might be as simple as just getting' out of the way.
A sweet invitation to be willing every day.
Maybe I don’t need to push so hard.
One breath at a time, straight from the heart.
You never know what can happen. You never know what might be.
If I make room for a miracle to show up in me.