Often it seems, I have been striving forever. There is a yearning, stretching and reaching that goes from infinity to infinity.
It feels like some kind of eternal responsibility laying on my shoulders - to extend, attend and intend. If I don’t do it, who will?
But who am “I” to do all this anyway? Maybe the yearning, stretching and reaching is coming in as much as seeming to go out.
Maybe something else is extending, attending and intending toward me just as fervently as I am toward it!
To see it this way takes some of the load off my shoulders.
Is it that I want the connection, or that the connection wants me?
just letting go
and trusting the process
to fulfill its own way
in its own way
And what helps in letting go is this: