Waters of Life
Let the rain fall.
Let it wash over me.
Wash away the pain.
The pain of knowing.
Knowing that I lost myself in the eyes of another soul.
Clearing the air.
The air that moves and flows.
The flow of life.
Life that we try so hard to control, that in doing so we lose the very control we tried so desperately to have.
Fingertips digging in,
Desperately clutching and scraping to hold on.
To hold on to what we know.
Afraid to fall into the unknown.
What if we chose to free fall through life?
To surrender, to trust, to fall?
Truly, madly, deeply,
Into the arms of God.
Into the arms of the universe.
Waiting, patiently for our full surrender,
So it can catch us and catapult us into a whole new realm.
A whole new, extraordinary life.
The extraordinary life that our soul craves,
Trying to manipulate time and space.
Trying to implement control so that we may feel safe.
Do we truly feel free?
Can we truly be free if we are so comfortable in safe that we are afraid to fall?
Clinging to the safety of the shore,
Unaware of the ocean of pleasure and joy and love,
That we have barely dipped our toes into.
Waist deep in waters that we were meant to fully immerse ourselves into.
Allowing ourselves to be enraptured by its touch and embrace.
Hold our breath,
Trusting our body will carry us to where we were meant to be.
Trusting the currents of the ocean will guide us into divine discovery.
Turn after turn.
Discovering new depths, new wonders, so divine that our human minds can’t even comprehend them, let alone dare to dream them.
What if we let the waters of life cleanse us?
Show us how to live from the heart.
Guided by our soul.
Carving the path for us with the sheer power and magnitude and strength.
Allowing us to create waves through simply existing.
Allowing the unfolding of a cosmic life.