I stand on riparian ground
that place between
two more certain realities,
solitary but exhaling
into One, the way of being.
When I look for you,
feel where you should be,
listen for your words
that have faded from my space,
I cry out so you will hear me,
come back to take my hand
and dance again.
Remembering you are Source.
I still myself, rest assured
that you are Always.
Renegade partners, we
a geography of
trust and transformation,
an ocean of fidelity where
there is no room for doubt.
Singularity. Alone. Renegade.
It is important to remember I am not the same person I was.
As I stand in that place within what was and what is and will be, a liminal time and space, I must remember I am never alone.
I am looping over and over again who I was, with who I am creating, and who I will become.
All of me is where everything exists at once, but not yet fully understood.
Take my hand, we are renegades, all of us One and Beloved, in this great dance.
There is no room for doubt.
Once more I must credit Grounded by Diana Butler Bass for the inspiration. I’ve borrowed some words and, most definitely, ideas. Her book is transforming my life. Much, much gratitude.
Jesus said, “So, you believe because you’ve seen with your own eyes. Even better blessings are in store for those who believe without seeing.” John 20:29, The Message
My place is the Placeless, my trace is the Traceless ;
‘Tis neither body nor soul, for I belong to the soul of the Beloved.
I have put duality away, I have seen that the two worlds are one;
One I seek, One I know, One I see, One I call
Happy first day of National Poetry Month!!!!!
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