I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Thursday, May 29, 2014
Our Calling
We are all just walking each other home
Ram Dass
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the strong and the weak
the rich and the poor
poets and presidents
righteous and sinners
the wanderers,
those who trod this earth
and leave faint footprints
in the fabric of time
the plodders
those who plow through life unheading
pushing apart, pushing through
leaving an unmistakable imprint upon
the earth
we are those who in this moment
this wrinkle in time
love and hate
grasp and give
those who wound
those who heal
but ultimately
for all who plod, trod
run, walk
limp, or crawl along the way
the destination is the same
union or, perhaps
re-union
with the one from which we came
for all the road
while intensely different
is ultimately the same
it is the road home
and for all our most profound calling
is to walk each other home
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