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, October 1, 2015
Awake, my heart
Compassion is the “quivering of the pure heart “ when we have allowed ourselves to be touched by the pain of life. The knowledge that we can do this and survive help us to awaken the greatness of our heart.
Jack Kornfield, A Path With Heart, p. 27
Pain
in no matter what form it comes
fear
anger
loneliness
loss
illness
it is everywhere
everywhere
and I hate it
and I don’t want to touch it
even more I don’t want it to touch me
so I tip toe, and dodge
I put up barriers
so many barriers
I think that this is how to survive
and yet, this really
is how to die
O sacred one
break me open
help me to be touched by those around me
yes
I will feel pain
but will feel too
joy and hope
and love
and will find the deep richness of
my own heart
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