Tonight, there were two birthday celebrations at my home group. One was for a lady with a year, and the other celebrated 19 years. I think that this was a particularly tender meeting. All of us had a lot to share about life and who we have tried to control and how we have failed in expectations of others.
The following was a poem shared in one of the cards tonight. It sums up what it sometimes feels like to live this life and to find a solution that helps to get through it, move through it, and be okay.
Try corralling a lightning bolt,
containing a tornado. Dam a
stream and it will create a new
channel. Resist, and the tide
will sweep you off your feet.
Allow, and grace will carry
you to higher ground. The only
safety lies in letting it all in –
the wild and the weak; fear,
fantasies, failures and success.
When loss rips off the doors of
the heart, or sadness veils your
vision with despair, practice
becomes simply bearing the truth.
In the choice to let go of your
known way of being, the whole