You must learn to understand the secret of gratitude.
It is more than just so-called virtue.
It is revealed to you as a mysterious law of existence.
In obedience to it we have to fulfill our destiny.
the weight of inner awareness seeps between a narrow link in the chain…..it’s endearing really….how sweetly we close in…..our highest self reveals itself in how we acknowledge the narrow spaces…..to live as softly as possible with passion is the soul’s code of oneness….may you seek a stewardship of soul….
In the Midst of Pain
Once, not long ago, it was a hearty tree
providing shade, food, and oxygen-
a world of its own.
For a hundred years,
it flourished with breath and life.
Then it was cut, sawed, ground, and pressed
until it found itself resting softly
between two friends.
Peacefully and patiently
it waited for the moment
it would burst forth into the world
and exercise the meaning of its life.
And now that moment has come.
It gracefully caresses my cheek,
wiping the tears from my eyes
and taking on my pain as its own
All those years
as seed, tree, wood
in preparation for the fleeting moment
it would console my sadness.
As it gives its life to comfort me
I almost failed to see the kindness in its deed.
Wrapped up in self-centered pain, tear-blinded,
I nearly missed its selfless service.
Who will give witness to such compassion if not me?
Shriveled and soaked, it died while serving a fool
who discarded thousands of its brothers and sisters
without a thanks- not one tear shed in gratitude.
Teach me to see through the teardrop,
that in the midst of pain
I may understand the true source
of the softness against my face.
Teach me to cry with my eyes wide open.
feel gratitude in the meaning behind the questions….
This connectedness that I felt, this experience, that I didn’t have to protect or defend my little self. I was more connected and I was just me and it’s ok to be so limited. I’m usually so overwhelmed by realizing how limited I am. It’s just unbearable. I want to be limitless. So for me, I had this extraordinary experience of being absolutely ok, being this limited little person. Therapy tried to help me feel better about myself and all the while the answer for me was to recognize my shortcomings and feel better about the world…..Lucy Appleton
In a sense we are stewards of the soul, while the Spirit is steward of the flesh … It is symbiosis, each being, in Existance, for the good of the other … How wonderful the realization that we can be tiny, and yet know we are the universe … Practical and Spiritual, laundry and prayer, garden and meditation, contemplation and driving to work. Brings to mind the closing lines of Disiderata – with all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world, be cheerful, strive to be happy – may quiet sun rest on your shoulders today …
such beauty and raw spirit in your words……how wonderful indeed, to feel the earth and emotion and nuance of living and dying here….I suppose we are here to wrap ourselves up in our limitedness, then expand…from spark to fireworks….wherever our soul finds recompense for its battered journey….
Funny, isn’t it? How we are made less in our perception that we are, always controlling our destiny – not by a lack of dreams, but (perhaps) by dreaming too small. Wonder is everywhere; let us linger in the details. 🙂 Beautiful reminders as always, and I am grateful for the gifts you are to us all. ~ Love, Bobbie
in studying creative process, it has been so eye-opening to realize how much resistance comes from dreaming too small, from the fear of our potential….to be stewards of soul requires such self-compassion…to someone know that we are ‘allowed’ to shine…..so wonderful to see you dive into this knowing…to come out and shine…..blessings and shimmer Bobbie….
Amazingly beautiful. Being comfortable in your own skin it a gift in it’s self. To know it’s okay to be limited and simply be you is empowering you to be limitless in the best of ways.
….may you know limitlessness by knowing there’s plenty of room for this imperfect being-humanness……with gratitude…
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