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.
Tuesday, January 12, 2016
Building Bridges
"Our hunger to belong is the longing to find a bridge
across the distance from isolation to intimacy."
-John O'Donohue
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I sit and listen
to voices share their love for someone
once here,
now gone
I watch as lifelong friends
banter on FaceBook,
and post pictures of joyous reunions
planned get aways
celebrating,
belonging
I have never been quite sure if I belonged
from grade school, through high school
from college to graduate school and beyond
I was always
just a touch outside the circle of love
I was not rejected
I have always been talented, reasonably good looking
articulate and accomplished
and, I believed, loved
and yet
I did not know how to bridge the gap
From isolation to intimacy
I did not know, and perhaps still do not know
How to move from longing to belong
It is not for want of longing
or trying
somehow, somewhere along the line
something,
some part of the divine design simply
did not wake up
and so I sit on the edge so close
but so far
but life is not over
not quite over
and I believe people want
to share intimacy with me
there is are still lessons to be learned
and Sacred is never finished
building bridges
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