Allowing

Just when summer gets perfect, fresh nights, soft sun, casual breezes, crushingly full and quietly cooling trees, empty beaches and free weekends, it ends. Life is like that, too. Just when we get it right, it starts to change. The job gets easy and we know just how to do it and they tell us we’re retired. The children grow up and get reasonable and they leave home just when it’s nice to have them around. The days get less full of work but we’re older now and too stiff to play. That’s diminishment. That’s life on the edge of autumn. And that’s beautiful, if we have the humility for it. The autumn of anything—of a work, of a life, of a relationship—is something to reverence. Whatever we did for it, it did more for us.  –Joan Chittister

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One of the most difficult things for me is to accept life as it is.  I want to change it, tweak it, or at the very least spend lots of time wishing it were different.  I have been practicing a daily examen for about a week now.  One of the questions I ask myself is:  where during my day did I cooperate with God and where did I resist?

It has beome so clear to me how much I resist what is, rather than allowing it to be.  What would happen if I released into life’s tides rather than swam against?  Where would the currents of grace take me if I simply allowed things and myself to be?

I sit with this wonderful poem by Donna Faulds

There is no controlling life.

Try corralling a lightning bolt,

containing a tornado. Dam a

stream and it will create a new

channel. Resist, and the tide

will sweep you off your feet.

Allow, and grace will carry

you to higher ground. The only

safety lies in letting it all in –

the wild and the weak; fear,

fantasies, failures and success.

When loss rips off the doors of

the heart, or sadness veils your

vision with despair, practice

becomes simply bearing the truth.

In the choice to let go of your

known way of being, the whole

world is revealed to your new eyes.

About lchavez64

Seeker. Dreamer. Ordinary girl.

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