Life

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Here is the thing

About this journey we call life

 

there is no map

there is no road

there is no clear destination

 

If we think that this life takes us

on, albeit, a certain uncertain path

where we struggle through the valley

and clamber to the heights

 

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

 

we will find ourselves in pain

striving, grasping,

holding on to things that grow heavy

and drag us down until we can barely move

and fall into despair

 

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

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

call it Sacred, call it

God

 

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 expectations, the foul agendas we have embraced

letting go too, of the joy

taking one more step

one more breath

 

with open mind

and a heart

awakened

 

on our way to?

 

union perhaps

with that something, some One

who waits to draw us into Love

union perhaps

with those we meet along the way

union, a reconciliation, with our true self

 

on our way to

Advent perhaps

 

Once upon a time, or so we are told

One came who entered the earth fully

Who loved deeply

 

One who was fully himself

but who died to self

but who died

only to live

 

Who showed us how to make this journey

Who promised to be with us on this journey

And who calls us

To follow

 

To enter the earth fully

And to walk along the certain uncertain path

In union with Love

Filled with love

Ever letting go.  Ever dying to self

Ever being reborn

 

Starting fresh

Each day, each moment

Taking a deep breath

Shaking of the things that bind us

 

And taking one more step

 

Each moment we do

Is an Advent

The arrival in us, and through us

Of love

 

Until we take that final step

and in surprise

find ourselves finally and totally

lost in Love