Questions found on an antique cell phone

discovered in 2086 in the ruins of an airport

when people traveled by plane: What if I let

love in all the way? Why am I always leaving?

What is it that stirs me about being caught?

Though I never wanted safe, why have I settled

for safe? Why do I keep running, when I have

no interest in moving? How do I say yes more

often? How do I stop reliving the past? How can

I learn to use my freedom? Having lived most of

my life in fear of what’s coming, how can I find

meaning where I am? How can I stop playing

small? How can I put down the upset of not

getting what I want? How can I better see the

unseen? How can I die to old ways of being?

How can I let what wants to be born in me

have its way? Now that I’ve been helped,

how can I find the strength to help others?

Just what is my work? And what will it

take to taste the honey?

~Mark Nepo

where the mystery really is…

inquiry for today~ what is it like for you?

hope found….

Here’s my creed. This is what I believe:

“That I am I.”
“That my soul is a dark forest.”
“That my known self will never be more than a little clearing in the forest.”
“That gods, strange gods, come forth from the forest into the clearing of my known self, and then go back.”
“That I must have the courage to let them come and go.”
“That I will never let mankind put anything over me, but that I will try always to recognize and submit to the gods in me and the gods in other men and women.”

There is my creed.

~D.H. Lawrence