our not-knowing is held in The Knowing our failing to love is held in The Love our tentative growing is part of The Fullness our fear of lack swims in The Enough our wild folly whirls in The Wisdom our aimless wandering finds Home in The End our cries for mercy resound in The Silence all loneliness gathered as One With The Friend
Due to the hospitality of a dear friend, I have been walking in a different neighborhood over the last week, and so have met some new friends along the way. Usually my gaze turns to treetops, but I have found my attention drawn to the trunks of trees as I have walked this week. Drawn to steadiness where I am usually enamored with motion. Maybe because my life has recently felt so chaotic. Steadiness presently seems like a far-off dream; personally and collectively. As I was walking in the early morning a few days ago, I was actively seeking calm in the chaos. Then, in the warm, gentle glow of new morning sunlight I suddenly became aware of another layer of sorts~ a Greater Calm that holds this chaos from which I seek refuge and relief. It was good to be reminded that no matter the immediacy and intensity of the chaos, it is flailing and wailing within an Inescapable Tender Steadiness. It will ultimately exhaust itself in the Arms of Unfailing Love, and rest in its natural state of Belovedness. May the Earth and All Beings find the Comfort, Healing, and Peace of the Stillpoint Within and the Tender Steadiness All Around. ~ Cheryl Anne
Being held in the love… what a beautiful reflection and gift! Sending lots of love to you 💖🙏✨🌹