26 September 2012
Come now.
  You can’t
have come these many years
   and not bear the mark of life upon your
breast.
It is there.
  You just can’t
see it
  for all the
veils behind which you hide.
Shut off the TV
  Disconnect the
computer
  Kill the
video games
  Put down the
glass and the cigarette and the pot
  and all the
other vises you use to escape
  the feeling
of life.
Strip bare all that covers you.
  Stand naked
and gaze upon the 
  the babe without the swaddling clothes;
  the bruises, gashes, wrinkles, sags and
  blemishes,
sorrows, shame, desires…
  All of it.
This is you.
Dare now,
  in full
light of the All that is you
  to embrace,
gift compassion to,
  feel unconditional love for, 
  your
  self.
Then look deeply into your eyes,
  your soul,
  and see a
blessed and mysterious being
  worthy of
the love and compassion
  you have
gifted it.
Witness now the babe, 
  nourished from love.
  And see the rest of you,
  the dreamer, the lover, the creator,
  the beauty and hope and promise
  that is no other,
  but you.
Walk this day in the light
  that is you.
 
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