Ripped apart bit by bit.
Hungry, holy claws tore knowing into nothingness.
What’s left is bone –
empty of thought,
weightless, silent, open, untroubled.
Where acceptance feels like
wrung out sheets hanging on a clothesline, flappin’ in the breeze.
Surrender is an easy joy
like the fleeting life of a rainbow,
coming and going on the whims of sun and rain.
We all have things in our lives that break down ego to teach us patience, acceptance, and humility.
It's a wrestling match worth losing for then every misstep becomes a new seed of humility planted in your soul.
May you embrace all things this year that break down your illusions and shape you into a humble servant -- a holy handmaiden meant to serve for love alone.