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The contrasting textures in this photo leave my brain and hand conflicted: the frozen icicles look almost cottony, inviting touch like an inverted carpet of melted candles or a dense curtain of just-washed fleece … and yet my brain knows they’ll be hard and cold, forbiddingly unyielding even as they slowly drip their surrender to the silky — though no less icy — flow below.
Be an apprentice
In your own life.
We are all beginners.
Novices
Of our own path.
Training
To decipher
The evolving codes
Of heart
And mind.
Students of
A universe
Where the glitter
Of conflict
Blinds the rookie
From seeing
The reality
Of
Love.
For The Daily Post
The cacophony coming from the children’s room was deafening.
She walked in to two small teary faces. One red with indignation, one blotchy with enraged demand. A pile of blocks depicted fresh ruins. A toy car spun a morose wheel toward an apathetic ceiling.
The wails rose to crescendo, a duet for justice.
She knelt to wrap an arm around each sobbing set of shoulders. “Shhh….” she cooed, “What happened?”
“He …” the girl accused, an index finger poking emphasis at her brother. “He broke my castle.” Tears flowed.
“I didn’t!” he protested, matching tear to bawl. “She push me! It broked!”
“He put the car on my castle! Castles are for princesses!”
“But …” he cried, insisted, “but … I said please, Mommy! I pleased her first!”
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Maintaining Inner Peace …
It does not mean to have apathy to what is happening. It does not mean you don’t care. It does not mean that things do not touch your heart. It does not mean you have no feelings about what is wrong and should not ever be happening, but is.
It does mean keeping your center.
It does mean holding hope.
It means to not be swept up by anger, hate, frustration, worry, pain … Instead it calls for keeping a boundary of compassion (toward self and others) illuminated in kind care around one’s heart … to keep the dark in check, so it not wriggle in to take a hold.
It means acknowledging that darkness offers an opportunity for contrast, that in its universal way, it even serves to balance. Day and Night. Light and Dark. A difficult lesson. One I still do not fully understand.
It means seeking beauty. Seeing beyond the swirls and eddies. Smiling at the multitude of good. It never left: it is already–always has been, will be–there.
It means remembering what can be done. Not losing compass for the path that can be taken and still matters–integrity, empathy, listening. The way of heart.
Maintaining Inner Peace … It is a gentle breeze of calm in winds of other feelings. A sphere of peace, even in the midst of chaos. A home for the soul. A hand to offer without being pulled or tugging. A being.
Hope can be, is, restored.
And so it is …
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