only come to love
awareness is that secret
is no mystery
see it emerge everywhere
I am here today, as I am. I can finally put away the burden of the constant drone of insufficiency. It is enough for me to be. What a relief, yes? The more miraculous in taking this many days to hear, to see, to believe; and even so this time is perfect. I have no quarrel to pursue.
I can barely contain my joy at discovering that there is joy. I cannot fathom the expanse that bears my freedom. I see no borders, only a horizon that is broad and immeasurable. What keeps me from leaping into the abyss of limitless possibilities? It is there now; has always been and always will be.
What expectations have I harbored and nurtured no longer merit the energy needed to maintain them? I will continue to sort out the circumstances of life, absorbing a good outcome along with the not-so-good. It is all one – all the same. The swirls and eddies, tides and swells carry every creature; why must I complain?