Sometimes life doesn’t unfold according to plan
as if it were one big origami crane
slowly unwrapping, wanting to fly away from itself;
in times like these, protect me from self-loathing,
where I could so easily crumple it all up and call myself a failure;
in times like these, help me to see the beauty in the unexpected folds,
in the valley folds and inside-reverse folds,
knowing that the end still has yet to take shape,
knowing that I am touched by tender and delicate hands.
© Meisaan Chan
Curving toward the center 
Not sure if you will get this email… But I really like today’s posting and was wondering if I could share it on my Facebook page with a link to your blog?
Tom
On Friday, May 20, 2016, Curving toward the center wrote:
> Meisaan Chan posted: “Sometimes life doesn’t unfold according to plan as > if it were one big origami crane slowly unwrapping, wanting to fly away > from itself; in times like these, protect me from self-loathing, where I > could so easily crumple it all up and call myself a fai” >
Tom – thanks for writing! I’d be honored if you shared the poem. Just please mention my name, Meisaan Chan, and the blog’s website – and share as often as you feel moved. To the (continuing) journey! -mc
Thanks!!!