I wrote the poem below this afternoon – while sitting on our bed pondering the fall and feeling full full FULL – in ways I can’t describe – only experience.
I want to encourage you, exhort you – beg you.
Please “go there” .
Even if you tremble and quake in fear. Go anyway. Only you know what it means to “Go” and only you know where your “There” is.
Your Bliss is waiting.
We’re so afraid of going there.
Of delving so deeply inside that we crack open
Letting others see our moist and tender insides
The juice of our passion and joy, pain and suffering dribbling down our chin as we are eaten and suckled by the Purpose for which we are born
Devoured by our own divinity.
We are so afraid to go there.
To become all that we truly are – to spend ourselves in our own emotion
Feeling it fully – not weakened or watered down
Not made cute or neutralized
Fierce and burning hot as the sun, Feeling ourselves embraced by being, experiencing and utterly FEELING whatever it is we feel.
The fear of going there.
Going there in love.
Spending ourselves openly without fear and feeling it.
Exploding with it, Devoted to it – even if it hurts.
No protection, no guarding
Rolling over so that our soft underbelly is exposed
Purring as we expand into the Infinite
And this is what life is about – this is what I stand for.
Be willing to go there.
You’ll be vulnerable -Yes.
Pained at times – Yes.
Lonely on occasion – Yes.
Misunderstood – Yes.
Your soul will know what it is to be free – to fly and soar in ways you’ve only dreamt of.
Aren’t you tired, irritated, angered even- at the constant knocking of your dream at the door of you life?
Do you rage inside at the words not spoken, the promises broken, the half-steps and comprises you make – to the something More that you Are?
Watching as others take tentative steps- your frustration opens and beckons and saying
Yes- I too must go there.