Here’s a thought that took me a Very Too Long Time even to
consider.
I expected [I suppose] that Life’s Lessons would come labelled and
colour-coded. Like the answers in the back of a workbook.
But alas, Life is far more contrary, [or mayBE it’s just
BEing sensible] so I have learned to dig deep and keep at it, knowing that
sometimes I won’t have the exact “lesson” in so many words, but I WILL learn
from it.
And that is enough. At least it’s BEcoming enough for me.
A recent experience showed me how important it is to dig
deep and keep digging, even if I’d ultimately just replace the dirt I’d dug up.
Part of me wanted to just wing it, act in the moment from my emotions that were
swirling. DO something, even if it
was wrong.
When I put the brakes on that method, I felt like I was
idling so high I’d overheat.
That was NOT comfortable in the least. It even
made me a little prickly.
Finally, something a little like but NOT exactly prayer
or meditation got me to ease off the accelerator and wait patiently. [sometimes
digging means BEing still and DOing nothing more than BEing]
What came up was so simple. Clear. Unmistakable.
A BEautimous lesson. Just for me.
I love you, Currie
1 comment:
I agree. Digging for the lessons takes time and quiet and a lot of contemplation sometimes--most of the time, for me. There are the rare flashes of bright insight, true--but most of the lessons seem to take deep thought and looking hard in the mirror to see the warts and blackness as well as the light and twinkling eyes. ;)
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