no destination

Here is the thing

About this journey we call life

there is no map

there is no road

there is no destination

it is not that we struggle through the valley

and clamber to the heights

and finally make it to that “place that’s really swell” (Pema Chodron)

there are just moments

that come

and go

then come again

moments that make us stumble

and fall

others which life us up

into a semblance of joy

the trick is to catch ourselves,

gently and compassionately catching ourselves (Chodron)

as we move from moment to moment

pain comes and leaves,

then comes again

peace comes, and leaves

then comes again

and we just put one foot

in front of the other

waiting for the advent again

of something

call it love, call it hope

call it joy, call it peace

waiting

and falling

stumbling in the dark

catching ourselves again, and again, and again

with compassion

and taking one more step

in to pain, into ease

into war, into peace

letting go of the pain

letting go too, of the joy

taking one more step

one more breath

with open mind

and a heart

awakened

on our way to