when we wait too long

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It must be
we are waiting
for the perfect moment.

It must be
under all
the struggle
we want to go on.

It must be,
that deep down
we are creatures
getting ready
for when
we are needed.

It must be that waiting
for the listening ear
or the appreciative word,
for the right
woman or the right man
or the right moment
just to ourselves,
we are getting ready

just to be ready
and nothing else.

Like this moment
just before
the guests arrive
by the window
in the kitchen
sensing a deep
down symmetry
in every blessed thing.

The way
that everything
to us
is preparing
to meet us too.

Just on the other
side of the door
is about to knock
and our life
is just
about to change

and finally
after all these
years rehearsing,
the curtain,

we might
just be
to go on.

~David Whyte

never look too long at what might have been……how we reckon with this may be the deepest mystery of mercy…..

inquiry for today~   come closer to the ground, to the cold, hard earth and feel how the wind shifts……closer to your own strength in knowing what is next…..


My footprints in getting here are filling with snow. The fire is dying down. The paper in this journal is made from the bark of a Lokta tree that grew in the foothills of the Himalayas. The veins of its pulp are visible in the page. Some days, I feel so overrun by the world that I long to be a piece of bark stripped for others to write on. Though hardships cover us, the path of individuation, of meeting life until we are who we are everywhere, requires us to shake off falsehoods and illusions. We have all we need within us. My thoughts now flutter like leaves in some ancient wind I’ve always known. Outside, the wind is blowing clumps of snow from the branches, and a snow-covered feeder sways twenty feet from this window. I want to shake off all my doubts like snow. My life to this hour is waiting to be uncovered, so I can be touched completely by life. I vow to stay uncovered, longer this time.    ~Mark Nepo

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