Now, a new landscape is before us, a terrain never before traversed. We are called to take one step at a time, gentle yet firm, neither looking backwards to how it was nor looking forwards to how we imagine it could be. We are invited to befriend the unknown, to get right up close and intimate with an openness the mind cannot possess.

Now, we feel flattened, overwhelmed, confused, enraged, as we experience inner and outer worlds crumble and fall. Now, we walk through the valley of death, our hearts broken open and the suffering of humanity pouring in.

And as we keep still, perhaps we feel the silent goodness that runs through it all, an undercurrent of aliveness that is always here and so easily missed in the hustle and bustle of everyday life, so easily bypassed by the acquisitive mind. Perhaps now, we are naked enough to be touched by the impermanence of the world, the insanity of giving our allegiance to fear, the futility of holding onto the known at all costs.

Perhaps now, we are down on our knees enough to be humble enough and grateful enough and kind enough to attend to what is more essential than our cherished beliefs and opinions and ideas of right and wrong.

Perhaps now, as we fall into this unknown moment, we will be resurrected into the verticality of being and walk this new terrain as warriors of an open heart.

Perhaps now, we will be rooted in our true immunity of presence, in our true authority as love, and in our true birthright of freedom.

My friend, do not miss this opportunity.

(image by Mark Frost from Pixabay)