Being ok with change takes practice,
so don’t be hard on yourself
for not taking this well.
We are hardwired to gravitate
it’s how we all survived this long,
so in a deep, instinctive way,
we all yearn to get back to “normal.”
we were made for these times.
This is what we have been preparing for.
So, beloveds, take a deep breath,
be extra kind, gentle and loving with yourself,
hold all your hurting parts with tenderness.
Change is hard and
sometimes life sucks,
but you aren’t alone.
We will get through this together.
There is no reason to worry
once you’ve realized that worrying
But I keep forgetting
that worrying doesn’t help.
How do I remember?
Knowing that we will all eventually
be met with the same unavoidable end,
I’d like to live in such a way
that if the end came suddenly
then I could go in peace,
feeling complete with what I have done,
how I have given and received love.
Being honest with myself,
I can see I have a long way to go
before such peace is attained.
Looks like I better get crackin’.
There’s some part of me
that chronically resists
some aspect of the present moment.
You’d think after all this time
that resistance doesn’t help.
But the part that resists
is an unconscious part
that runs silently in the background,
always prompting me to see
exactly the same way,
to keep it routine
to keep it familiar.
I can’t stop it
because most of the time
I’m completely unaware of it.
The practice is now
maintaining enough awareness
of my awareness
that I can keep some awareness
where it matters most.
I won’t apologize for doing my best
to create a life I’m glad to be living.
I won’t apologize for sometimes failing,
being human and everything.
I won’t apologize for breathing
as deeply and as slowly as I can.
I won’t apologize for choosing to live
in a different (much improved) paradigm.
And I won’t apologize for needing help
when I’m not sure how to proceed.
When the tethers of the predefined
rendition of everyday, 3-D existence
are momentarily loosened and my
vision is freed,
I can see that
the ordinary everyday consciousness that we have
leaves out more than it takes in.*
And my prayer is:
Reveal to me the truth
that I may embody
for the highest good of all beings.
And I remember
breathing is enough.
So I breathe
and my consciousness returns
to the place I love to be,
the reason I practice…
the vast universe within.
I fell out of the loop for a moment,
caught in a swirl of perfectionism.
Suddenly I remembered that
it’s not about being perfect,
it’s about showing up authentically
in the perfection of this moment…
and so I came back.