If It Be Your Will*
Of questions—
May I put it
Bluntly?
Who the heck is running the show?
Clearly,
Reality
Wins.
She
Is
Relentless.
Each and all
Of us
Gets
What
We
Get.
What happens
For each of us
Is
What
Is
Happening
For each
Of us.
YET/AND/
What is our role?
How do we
Participate
In our
Own
Lives?
How do we
Take action,
And
Let go of the
Outcome?
That’s a good one,
A very
Good suggestion…
YET…
How do we do that?
What might that look like?
~~~
What about preferences?
I’ve heard it said,
The Great Way
Is
One
Free
Of
Preferences.
Folks, that is truly
Above my pay grade.
I am not there.
To have a preference,
To live into that humanness,
To what I want—
That is growth
For this
Wacky
Human.
YET,
AND THEN:
To feel my preference.
To request it.
Perhaps
Ever
To work
Toward
It.
And then:
To be
Present
With
What
Is.
~~
If it be your will…
How do we
Live
In
Relationship
To that which
Is greater,
Bigger,
More vast
Then our minds
Can
Ever
Possibly
Perceive?
Call this whatever
The heck
You choose
To call it.
Call it:
- Universe
- Grace
- Reality
- God
- Nature
- Life
- Prana
- Etc.
- And
- So
- On.
Inevitably
And
Ultimately,
It wins.
Inevitably
And
Ultimately
It determines
Who will
Live
And
Who
Will die.
Who gets
Their diagnosis
And when.
What job…
What love…
What partner…
What child….
Something decides that.
How do we live in
Relationship
To that
Power
Greater
Than
Ourselves?
~~~
PARTNERSHIP.
Partnership.
Partnership.
~~~
I (Little Human Me)
Take action.
I lean
Into
The
Direction
I choose.
I do my best.
I let go.
LIFE
Does
The
Rest.
Partnership.
I row.
The Current
Determines
The direction.
Will
And
Surrender.
Take action.
Let
Go
Of
The
Outcome.
Relax with what happens,
To relax
With what
We are given.
~~~
This classic Leonard Cohn song has always both taken away my breath, while, in the same moment, filling me with inspiration and energy.
Here is a stunning version of it, introduced by Leonard and sung by the Webb Sisters.
Please do listen.
If It Be Your Will
~~
The picture above:
The Stockbridge Bowl…
Water
To
Ice.
Ice
Brushed
With
Snow.
Snow
Blown
By wind.
Trees,
Framing
It
All.
All the layers.
All the iterations.
All the nooks
And crannies
Of our world.
Dear Friends,
In gratitude,
In possibility,
In hope,
Wise,
Wise
Hope.
All blessings,
Aruni