“When loneliness comes stalking, go into the fields, consider
the orderliness of the world. Notice
something you have never noticed before...
Let grief be your sister, she will whether or no.
Rise up from the stump of sorrow, and be green also, like the diligent leaves.
A lifetime isn’t long enough for the beauty of this world
and the responsibilities of your life.
Scatter your flowers over the graves, and walk away.
Be good-natured and untidy in your exuberance.
In the glare of your mind, be modest.
And beholden to what is tactile, and thrilling.
Live with the beetle, and the wind.” —Mary Oliver from “Flare”
Avoid the entrapments of the past, sorrows and regrets, mistakes and resentments...That graveyard will always be there. Don’t be surprised when others may try to drag them up over and over again.
Practice is the chance to see what’s happening now. Ask questions of the moment. Witness reality and experience the possibility that comes through the adjustment of actions moment by moment, and the letting go of distractions over and over.
There is the possibility of a new way of being that we might not have even been aware existed. This space gives freedom to live beyond the past identities and to serve from a place of wholeness.
