Forget about enlightenment. Sit down wherever you are & listen to the wind singing in your veins….
When starting out, I wanted so badly to become a poet that I held it in view like some hill I needed to climb to see from. But getting to the top, something was missing, & so I had to climb the next hill. Finally, I realized I didn’t need to become a poet…I was a poet.
The same thing happened with love. I wanted so badly to become a lover, but climbing through relationships like hills, I realized again that I was a lover all along.
Then, I wanted to become wise, but after much travel & study, it was during my bedridden days with cancer that I realized I was already wise. I just didn’t know the language of my wisdom. Now I understand that all these incarnations come alive in us when we dare to live the days before us, when we dare to listen to the wind singing in our veins. We carry the love & wisdom like seeds & the days sprout us……Mark Nepo
We know this beautiful wisdom doesn’t negate the need for real tools on this journey of days, but oh my, doesn’t this just relax the struggle, making things move a little more lightly?