We are god’s still-forming child, still opening our eyes on a reality whose astonishments we can never exhaust. — Marilynne Robinson
Why do I so easily forget that reality is astonishing? Whenever my current situation isn’t going the way I planned, or if life is just too hard to handle, I am quick to reminisce, become nostalgic, think of the “good old days”. Or, I jump ahead and daydream about all the things I’d like to see happen, all the possibilities, all the ways life could be better.
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“Attachment is blinding; it lends an imaginary halo of attractiveness to the object of desire.” — Sri Yukteswar Giri
I am reading the Autobiography of a Yogi by Paramahansa Yogananda. Inside it are timeless truths that resonate deeply. Most recently, the wisdom of Yogananda’s guru, Yukteswar, on attachment has caught my attention. It’s not a new truth; many people have written of it.*
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“The point is to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer.” — Rainer Maria Rilke
How do you live through the tension of life? With the tension of not knowing? How do you live within all the brokenness and confusion? Those are valid questions. And I don’t think we will ever know the answer. Rainer Maria Rilke says it perfectly… we must live the questions.
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“All will come of its own accord in good time and with abundant fullness, so long as one does not attempt to hoard or cling.” — Cynthia Bourgeault
I have seen this happen in my life time and time again. The perfect timing, a succession of serendipitous events. All things in life culminating to the exact right moment. When I am living honestly, when I am trusting of myself and of God, I’m swept right up in the Divine Current and it is so beautiful and so full.
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“Only God in me, only me in God, can hold the contraries.” — Richard Rohr
For the longest time, I had been trying to fit God, or who I thought God was, inside a tiny box. Then someone reminded me that God cannot be grasped. God is, in fact, the Mystery of Life, and we get to live our lives in this truth.
Within the mystery of life, there are paradoxes, contradictions, and so many unanswered questions… My biggest question is: How do we live in this mystery and coexist with these paradoxes? What about the ones that are inside of us? In an attempt to embrace the inconsistencies, I’ve noticed that it is easier for me to accept the ones that are out of my control, outside of my body and personhood. But the contradictions that live inside of me, in my heart, mind, and spirit… those ones are hard.
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“The way you saw things yesterday doesn’t have to be the way you see things today.” — Buddha
The cat is curled up on my bed again. Right in the sunny spot.
Today happened just like all the other days this week:
woke up, ate breakfast, walked to work, ate lunch, went back to work, came home, went to yoga, hung around the house, repeat.
If I am being honest, sometimes I feel exempt from mundane living.
I long to do everything, anything, except a repetitive, mundane, monotonous existence.
But recently I’ve been challenged by the Buddha, who said: The way you saw things yesterday doesn’t have to be the way you see things today.
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“If you were transformed, the world would be transformed.” — Enneagram Institute
Last month my friends and I went to the Red River Gorge. We picked the best time to travel to that part of the country; the trees were deep autumn tones, it was sunny and warm during the day with brisk nights that called for a big, cozy fire.
We let the fresh air fill our lungs as we hiked to Natural Bridge and every arch we could find. I picked up every leaf thinking each one was the most beautiful, while my friends poked fun at me because the ground was a carpet of beautiful leaves.
Looking out over the quiet tree tops, I called to mind something I had read recently: If you were transformed, the world would be transformed.
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