I have been MIA for awhile…like many of us, the busyness of life caught me along with the desire to go idle, meaning that sometimes the inner process has to go into the dark. I have had an unusual amount of beloved ones leave this planet and at the same time an ability to feel supported by not just those in my community but by what is unseen, yet felt. Sometimes we call it ancestors and sometimes we call it spirits, but for now, I will name it that which lives in the mystery of our connections. So, I am learning again that all is impermanent, every thought, feeling, and our beloved body too. The moment is always unfolding and this poem is my ‘what matters’ for how we are strung together like beads, straight through the heart.
Where Is God?
It’s as if what is unbreakable –
the very pulse of life – waits for
everything else to be torn away,
and then in the bareness that
only silence and suffering and
great love can expose, it dares
to speak through us and to us.
It seems to say, if you want to last,
hold on to nothing. If you want
to know love, let in everything.
If you want to feel the presence
of everything, stop counting the
things that break along the way.
– Mark Nepo