Our actual path is unchartered

What does it take to use the life we already have in order to make us wiser rather than more stuck?  

The answer to these questions seems to have to do with bringing everything that we encounter to the path. Everything naturally had a ground, path, and fruition. But it is also said that the path itself is both the ground and the fruition. The path is the goal. This path has one very distinct characteristic: it is not prefabricated. It doesn’t already exist. The path that we’re talking about is the moment-by-moment evolution of our experience, the moment-by-moment evolution of the world of phenomena, the moment-by-moment evolution of our thoughts and emotions. The path is uncharted. It comes into existence moment-by-moment and at the same time drops away behind us.

When we realize that the path is the goal, there’s a sense of workability. Everything that occurs in our confused mind we can regard as the path. Everything is workable.

Pema Chodron

Your greater life

The journey is into the wildness of your greater life. The wilderness is your soul. To merge with your destiny, you must locate, liberate and live what is truly wild.  The soul is here to live its joy. The unitiated ego is here to keep things familiar, safe and predictable. Which path will you choose?.

Bill Plotkin, Soulcraft: Crossing into the Mysteries of Nature and Psyche

Sunday quote: Joy

The Joy that isn’t shared,
I’ve heard
dies young.
Anne Sexton, from Welcome Morning
 
                           

Sunday Quote: A light within

Most days we resist the moment as it presents itself – even if good –  as we either try to make it last longer or change into something else. So we go out of the heart and into the head, judging, plotting,  wishing.  But becoming whole is only realizable from within, when we come to see the heart is complete when it is free of wanting more or wanting less.

As if you were on fire from within

The moon lives in the lining of your skin.

Pablo Neruda, Ode to a Naked Beauty

When we are drowning

There is a story told in the Middle East about how to help someone who’s drowning.

A man had fallen into a river. He was not much of a swimmer and was in real danger of drowning. A crowd of concerned people wanted to rescue him. They were standing at the edge of the water, each of them urgently shouting out to him: “Give me your hand, give me your hand!”

The man was battling the waves and ignored their urgent plea. He kept going under and was clearly struggling to take another breath. 

A saintly man walked up to the scene. He too cared about the drowning man. But his approach was different. Calmly he walked up to the water, waded in up to his knees, glanced lovingly at the drowning man, and said: “Take my hand.”

Much to everyone’s surprise, the drowning man reached out and grabbed the saint’s hand. The two came out of the dangerous water. The drowning man sat up at the edge of the water, breathing heavily, looking relieved, exhausted, and grateful.

The crowd turned towards the saint and asked: “How were you able to reach him when he didn’t heed our plea?” The saint calmly said: “You all asked him for something, his hand. I offered him something, my hand. A drowning man is in no position to give you anything.”

Let us remember not to ask anything of someone who is drowning.

So if you are that saintly soul, if you want to reach out to someone who is struggling to stay above water, go to them. But don’t ask them to give you their hand. Instead, offer them your hand. Don’t ask for their heart, offer them your heart. Offer them your ear, your love, your shoulder. Release your friends, your family, from the shame of their brokenness. Let them know that you love them through the brokenness, because of the brokenness, and God-willing, after the brokenness.

Free your loved ones of the energy they spend to hide their brokenness from you. Free them of the shame of coming to you as they are. Let them spend that energy on surviving, on healing, on thriving. Let us love one another as we are, so that we may become all we are meant to be.

Omid Safi, How to Reach out to Someone who is Suffering

Life as teacher

 

Repetition is not failure. Ask the Waves. Ask the Leaves. Ask the Wind

There is no expected pace for inner learning. What we need to learn comes when we need it, no matter how old or young, no matter how many times we have to start over, no matter how many times we have to learn the same lesson. We fall down as many times as we need to, to learn how to fall and get up. We fall in love as many times as we need to, to learn how to hold and be held. We misunderstand the many voices of truth as many times as we need to, to truly hear the choir of diversity that surrounds us. We suffer our pain as often as is necessary for us to learn how to break and how to heal. No one really likes this, of course, but we deal with our dislike in the same way, again and again, until we learn what we need to know about the humility of acceptance.

Mark Nepo, The Book of Awakening