The peace I know, comes
through willingness to change; inspired by many different resources.
Completely outside the ordinary institutions and established
categories of any discipline: Philosophy, Science, Psychology,
Aesthetics and Religion in the traditional sense. Poetry, however is
a constant resource. Then quotes, emblematic of the poetry of souls
who use prose to communicate.
I am startled to realize
that this trust began when I sought sanctuary in libraries during
frequent childhood crises. At first randomly and then reading what
was specifically recommend by librarians at my inquiry. Initiating a
journey towards an unknowable goal. Which, within any definition,
remains unknowable yet trustworthy. And better described as kindness,
empathy, mercy and love. I desire wisdom more highly than
knowledge—experience as apposed to ideals.
Within the past 24 hours
many questions, as prayers, unconsciously uttered as such, were
answered specifically. To the degree and kind I can no longer doubt
the source, for whom, or which, I remain devoted; a disciple.
Sadly, across a lifetime,
until now, I have failed this invitation. Fearing that I was
unworthy. Thus my thesis that no life is “too stupid to live”.
Native and inherent within
all life is the potential manifestation. Albeit deeply buried within
and denied as it was within me. Which is to say both, that I am not
THERE yet, but willing to change, and that the process continues
infinitely until face-to-face. Add: I have an unreasonably reverence
for teachers, as messengers, along the way. And for myself the ideal
of being like those whose random kindness aided me without conditions
to be myself . . . all that I advocate for you.
Bigotry, by any definition,
has no part of this. Generosity does. We can never fully know
ourselves until we accept that what we incarnate and inhabit is
nothing like anything that ever was before. Building a new world and
life, one person at a time, creatively collaborative.
Love between two people,
regardless of gender— or animals/nature/universe — or the divine,
can only be defined by experience in giving and receiving. Fearlessly
and unconditionally.
Well beyond the apogee of my
life I am no longer alarmed to find myself Beyond The Point of No
Return with Pam. Our — origin and process — will make a wonderful
novella—perhaps—sometime in the future.
Superlatives and sentiments
cannot begin to articulate the dialog between us. We both are stunned
at what began four years ago. Renewed and accelerating from May until
now the consequence. Yet very candid regarding our concerns; mediated
and resolved. The intervening space between is filled with value;
learning to accept and submit to an unconditional life together: what
I’ve longed, a lifetime, for.
My sense, the interlocutor’s
will and intention for all of us.
Be well.
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