When you breathe into the pain of your losses, you detect
the presence of a smoldering ember you thought had been snuffed out years
ago. But there it is, fragrant and
warm. If you blew on it now it would
bursting into flame. Longing. Longing for God.
Mirabai
Starr
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our lives are filled with losses
some are superficial
the pain is glancing and quickly goes
some losses are more profound
a lost love
a lost dream
a lost career
the pain of these losses linger
and we carry their weight with us
left foot, right foot, left foot, breathe
doors are closed, but not locked
and other doors open
and we move on
but some losses
seem to devour us
the loss of hope
the loss of God
our disappointment burns
and we are reduced
to embers
lifeless
cold
we are still breathing
electricity still sparkles through our brain
our heart still beats
but the world is reduced to our losses
and thus our pain
wretched ones that we are, who can deliver us?!
we should not bother to look outside our own soul for the
answer
there is no leader out there
no teacher, no guide
no lover
who can reignite us
only the wind
only the breath of the Spirit
blowing through our soul
only the fire of divine love
roaring
can bring us back to life
new creations
we do not need to go on a pilgrimage
to find the answer
it lies within
in the cry of our heart
for
God
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