who would you be?
reacquaintance with original blessing
Had you never been named for me, in the absence of imposed theology; in this moment, who would you be? Without perplexing narratives, and impossible imperatives; dogma and declaratives, who would you be to me? Your softness, I remember~ comforting and tender; a warmth welling within, a calming presence all around. Known through all my senses, gentling my defenses; delightful dance of wonder in every sight and sound. There at my beginning, not some prize for winning; but love, deep and full and without end. Beyond attempts at taming, and years of fractured framing; oh, be to me again~ simply my beautiful friend.
It's a doozy of a time, eh? The seeming burning down of all sorts external systems, and my acquired internal systems have decided to join the party. It's my prayer that it will all somehow shake out for the best; collectively and personally. "Help me to journey beyond the familiar and into the unknown. Give me the faith to leave old ways and break fresh ground with You." ~St. Brendan, the Navigator When the unknown becomes less frightening than what we are experiencing, the time for courage and change is at hand; and the hand that reaches for ours belongs to the most beautiful friend we could possibly imagine. It is this friend who inhabits my earliest memory in this life, and I feel compelled to be reacquainted with that beautiful presence, who was too soon displaced by constructs and complexities. I am thankful for the lingering essence of this presence that has been wooing me back into relationship my whole life. I believe that such a relationship is alive in the deepest, quietest heart of every being. It is the best and truest part of us, waiting to be remembered and embraced for the healing of ourselves and the world. What is most unknown to us is who we actually are. May we gently re-member and mend. Deep Peace, Great Love, and Original Blessing, Cheryl Anne