Just as soon as one moment can occur, another moment can occur.
Just as soon as one moment can occur, it can die.
We have choices in each moment. To choose one thing over the other. Most of the time we're tied to the illusion that we are obliged to someone or something- or really just tied to an illusion in itself. But in reality, each moment is an opportunity for something bigger than a person's obligation to anyone or anything or any illusion of what is, was, or could be.
Each of us has more opportunities than we often like to think we're responsible for to create. And it IS scary when we look at our power in the face. When we see it's potential for anything under the sun. But I also recognize that in each moment I/we have the opportunity to create something bigger than our selfish desires. We have the opportunity to Love. Unconditionally.
This has been something on my mind for a while. Something I've given great heed to. Something I've put a lot of pressure on-- perhaps too much pressure. Because I am increasingly aware of the power of my choices. How they affect me, how they affect others. And there is no way skirting around this. My choices- IN EACH AND EVERY MOMENT- have consequences. It's hard to let go of the instinct, the urge to make a selfish choice, simply because it's familiar, or because it serves the ego that I've fed for so long. I wonder if I get out of my head so much- and stop judging myself for every choice I make- if I'll be able to sit at peace with my broken self and allow myself to listen to the voice that I know to be true and life-giving. If I'll finally allow myself to move forward. Step by tiny step. Out of fear of the great unknown and into trust that all will be well- including the creation I was made so beautifully to be.
Whoever you are, I ask for your prayers as I journey. Out of the illusions and images I have created for myself and others and into peace in letting go. Letting go. I ask for prayers that I might be increasingly aware that my breath is my reminder that I am here NOW. Not yesterday, not tomorrow, not 2 minutes from now. Because my heart can only beat with the pulse that God has provided in the moment that I am living.
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