Do You “fulfill my desires”,
or before You
what’s meant to be
becomes visible to my eyes?
Do You “make my dreams come true”,
or I’m in better touch
with my destiny
when I’m near You?
Are my wishes
same as Yours for me
and You just get me
more in tune with our wishing?
When the pillars of support
fall apart,
you may find in the free fall
that you were meant to fly
from the very start.
When the surrounding scaffolding
is torn down,
you may find in the bright light
that you were meant to see
all around.
The earthquakes and the hurricanes
shake our foundations
and clear our view
so we can think afresh
and build anew.
Really,
God is the kindest of all
- He lets us
create our problems,
maintain them
and, also: resolve.
If I’d speak to my God
I’d say:
And if He would speak back,
He’d say the same.
How can I trust anybody
when I don’t trust me?
Will this whole life
be spent learning
such a simple,
yet so difficult a thing:
believing Myself
and relaxing into That?
The good news
is that
there are no “bad” news.
Actually, problems don’t exist
when I cease to resist
taking my part of responsibility,
and see them as opportunity
for learning new steps
in God’s rapturous Dance.
All my frustration with Life
comes from my unwillingness
to be the way I’m expecting from It.
All the acceptance, understanding, love
I’m looking forward to receive
is what I need to give.
That’s the root of gnawing irritation,
while somewhere deep inside
speaks to me my inner guide:
“Let go, let go of impossible expectation
and channel your time and energy
in being the change you’d like to see.
Any joy you ever experience
is your own feeling
arising from your own being,
and every agony you twist in
comes from denying and punishing
your own ability and Mistress-ship.”
I’d like someone, for change,
to pronounce me not: “guilty”
but: “innocent”.
Someone to point out, quite originally,
that I’m not only “wrong”
but also “right”.
Someone to not just
torture me unconditionally
but cherish me wholeheartedly.
Wouldn’t life then be
much nicer
and more easy?
Wouldn’t I then be saner,
kinder
and lovelier?
And, when no one else is there,
isn’t it natural to either kill
or fall in love with – oneself?
Self-confidence,
self-respect,
self-reliance…
are not forms of selfishness
but a foundation
for, eventually, self-lesness.