the same things happen,
When a plate breaks, we call it an accident. When a heart breaks, we call it sad. If it is ours, we say tragic. When a dream breaks, we sometimes call it unfair. Yet ants drop dirt and mange more and birds drop food adn peck again. But as humans, when we drop what we need, philosophies and complaints abound.
It’s not that we moan, but that we stop living to hear ourselves moan. Still, stars collide and histories begin. In our world, something is always letting go and something is always hitting the Earth. Often that which lets go survives by releasing, by not holding on until what needs to go is ripped from it. Often that which is hit survives by staying soft, by allowing what hits it to temporarily shape it the way stones shape mud.
As humans, we take turns letting go and being hit. Love softens this process, and peace slows it down, until in moments that are blessed, we seem to play catch with what we need.
This week’s Soul Challenge:
*as you inhale, bring to mind what is currently hitting you and how you might soften to lessen its impact
*as you exhale, bring to mind what is currently needing to move away from you and how you might open yourself to more easily release it.
Chief Travel Partner
Thank you for sharing this journey with me.
I love you deeply, for in truth we are old friends.
We are One.