Primitive religion is not believed, it is danced!

Arthur Darby Nock

Earth's crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God;
And only he who sees takes off his shoes;
The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries.

Elizabeth Browning

Monday, February 4, 2019

don't give up

“But she knew, though very vaguely, that she was crying, because hope hurts terribly when it breaks through the resignation in which you have lived for days.”
 Ursula K. Le Guin, Planet of Exile / Mankind Under the Leash

I wonder sometimes
Am I in the world of acceptance
Or resignation?

And what is the difference?

I hear a lot about acceptance
I teach acceptance (for God’s sake, literally)

We accept our thoughts
We accept our feelings

Not thereby meaning we like them, or think some of those
Awful things that haunt us are acceptable

But meaning that we know they are there
That feeling!  Be it anger or joy
There are no such things a negative emotions by the way
An emotion is just an emotion

We all have them
They just are
And so I say to myself these days, 
“Oh, I am having a human moment!  I am feeling anger, or sadness”

Acceptance means we notice what is.
We let go of the things that will not help us along the way
And we keep walking
One foot in front of the other

Carrying with us, sometimes
Heavy things
Pain or sickness
Fear or hate

But still walking

And some of us keep walking believing we are not alone
That something Sacred inside us dwells
Something that moves and empowers
Which guides (or nudges) and calms

And that something changes our relationship to what we encounter
And changes our relationship to what we carry

The Sacred, call it God if you will
Doesn’t cause our burdens, or created trials to be overcome
That is not divine will
That is human willfulness….

But the Sacred enables us to accept
Let go
But keep moving

Left foot, right foot, left foot, breathe
Ever onward toward those things we value (love)
Ever onward toward those people we love
Ever onward toward the person we want to be

That is giving up and giving in
That is sitting by the side of the road, mostly alone
Surrounded by our baggage
And waiting

Either for death
Or for someone to save us

(Sadly the someone who shows up is often
A person like Donald Trump
Who takes the place of the Sacred in our lives
Promising to take us someplace new and better,
but which is usually neither new or better)

Resignation is getting stuck in a loop
Of fear and hate, guilt and regret
Making choices that keep us spinning, but never moving on

Acceptance is not easy
It is often no fun seeing the world as it really is
And ourselves, as we really are
But there is power in knowing we have choices
And that we can keep moving
Toward who and what we love

It is easy these days to be resigned
To say “why bother”
To give up

Try acceptance on for size

Be present in this world
Notice what your brain tells you, accept what feelings come your way
Then do what you care about


No comments:

Post a Comment