New Country — Poem by Monica Pohlmann
Monica Pohlmann’s poem below immediately touched me. She shared it last summer at an Art of Hosting training near Calgary, Alberta. Monica describes very well the experience of moving to a new world view. More of her work is on her website.
I have already moved to another country.
Already think in a new language.
Borders crossed and boundaries now much expanded.
I have caught a glimpse of how big life is
and how much bigger I could be.
Capacity threshold so much larger than I realized.
How to translate this to the motherland?
I loved there authentically.
But I think in a new tongue now
and must claim on this new land the life that is truly mine.