It's time to live! Let's see where this goes.
I am knocking at the door,
not knowing what will answer.
I am answering the door,
not knowing what will present itself...
ask for entrance...
ask for what I have to give...
tea...or a bit of bread...
companionship...a moment...
everything.
Everything.
What was ever mine, Beloved?
All of it has always belonged to you.
You are shelter.
You are bread.
You are the birdsong singing to me now...
and incense burning a holy welcome.
“As your future approaches you, worry less how it may receive you and say a prayer instead for your becoming approachable.” ~ Toko-pa Turner
I have a confession to make. I’m fickle.
I fall in love with someone new all the time. While I was reading Eat Pray Love, years ago, I fell head over heals for Elizabeth Gilbert. And reading Amanda Palmer’s The Art of Asking, I adored her. The same thing happened while I turned the pages of Blessed are the Weird by Jacob Nordby and then Radical Honesty by Brad Blanton. I was smitten.
Jacob Nordby told me a story called “The Temple of Dreams” about a wise woman who lived high in the mountains where people would make their pilgrimage to see her. Nordby said he was not interested in any definition of Soul “other than the raw heartthrob of longing that has pulsed beneath the soundtrack of our lives since we were born.”
Brad Blanton pointed out to me that love between humans is always showing up in a single surprising moment, not in our stories of past or future. And he told me the story of “The Blue Unicorn” searching for its song.
Tell me a good story and I’ll follow you anywhere.
Lately, in her book Belonging, Toko-pa Turner has been telling me about becoming “approachable”. She reminds me to be soft as my future makes it’s way toward me…to be attentive and open. She shows me another way rather than demanding to know my purpose frantically. She presents the idea of yielding, instead…of being welcoming. How could I not fall in love with that? So often in our society we are taught to push our way through…to insist. What if it’s so much easier than that?
What if we really are enough, each one of us, just as we are? What if it’s actually true? What if we can be so much gentler with ourselves and with the world? What if by letting go into being gentle we find ourselves to be resilient, and supported, and discover the gift we have to offer?