New Life

Come walk with me to the breaking place.
Bring nothing to please yourself.
You are already overburdened.
Better still,
Leave a trail of discarded parts wherever you go.

Have you finally seen that no one else has the answers you seek?
No path has your universe decoded?
Though hidden, answers have your name alone on them.
Receive yourself if only you can.

Send Gratitude out to bring firewood home .
Light up the sky with the outpouring sparks.
Be warmed by this gift.
If all things are given, foremost is simple being.

Your present fears are only tired questions.
When the world wakes up, you shall be the first.
Don't let imagined absence block the light.
Nothing is what you imagine.

Outside, snow falls silently.
Its first light blankets the winter grey and gives hope.
New life trembles below ground.
Take refuge in the silent, muffled living.

This is only one kind of invitation.
Tune in to the beckoning. More to come.