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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