sign spiritual walk at the wall

There was a time in my life that “if it felt good, it WAS good, and if it felt bad, it WAS bad.”  I guess I was living like a member of another species!

What I’ve learned over time is what feels bad is sometimes good, and what feels good is sometimes bad.  This puts a whole new spin on things.  Now I have to discern what’s actually happening, regardless of how it feels.

This is probably what Pema Chodron, the great Buddhist nun, means when she says “lean into the sharp object.”  It’s counterintuitive to accept pain as part of life.  We spend a lot of energy trying to avoid it through various addictions and distractions. We desperately hope that something outside ourselves will save us from pain.  The truth… Nothing saves us from pain.  Our only choice is to get through it quickly through acceptance, or slowly through obfuscation and suffering.  The latter strategy results in blaming others and Life itself for our pain.

 The grace of acceptance looks like giving up, but it is actually the Path of the Spiritual Warrior.  There are times to fight, but they are much rarer than we think.  If we fight to avoid pain, it will accumulate and will be waiting around the corner in another form.

As I’ve come to this realization I can breathe.  I don’t feel like a cornered animal living on adrenalin.  I don’t think anyone is making a stained glass window in my image any time soon!  I’m just grateful to embrace a truth that lets me rest.

 With love, Rosanne


Deliver us from…

You are perfect just the way ...

I for one am over this horrific election.  The last straw was the “Weiner Leak.”  Anthony Weiner’s image having anything to do with the Presidential Election is the absolute rock bottom.

The hurling of hand grenades in this election has been magnified via the media and now the holiday season will be no exception. There will be a commercial deluge starting with Black Friday (named “Black” because it puts retailer’s bank accounts in the “black” while your credit card will be worn thin and red.)

We are just surfacing from our international embarrassment at the hands of Trump and Clinton, only now to deal with a commercialized grab-fest for dollars.

It’s all about egos: top dog, top dollar… top something.  Here we are, poor humans with finite Earth-lives, grappling over imagined power. No one owns the truth, it just is.  In humility, if we can hear through the din of “me-me-me,” maybe we’ll hear a loving whisper that recognizes that we don’t have to malign nor step on someone to be loved.  After all, that’s all we want. “Accept me, stand by me, see through my faults to my perfect soul.”

Deliver us from anything else.

With love, Rosanne