Joan Chittister writes that it is our awareness of the sacred which holds this world together; that even the darkness deserves our gratitude.

Though how might we treat each day with equanimity, allowing the benefit of experience to light our way? And, how do we preserve the light of truth when the driving rains threaten its flame?

As humans, we tend to hold our heart in isolation, further divided by passing labels. In the throes of upset, the chest tightens and the breath draws in. And we may then pull away, ‘knowing’ our destiny before it’s revealed. Even though the energy of any moment quickly dissipated, still we fixate…we feel beholden.

Yet, ask yourself – what is it that you’re clinging to? The promise of passing or the reasonability of endurance?

And, stepping into the fullness of our role within this – that is to extent ‘the light of our own souls to the dim places around us’ and live gently upon this earth.

In peace…

Namaste ❤