Upstream July 20, 2011

When it is we who do

the stepping, it is hard

to see the steps. But

look where you are.

Years ago, the one

you’ve carried since birth

was waiting inside for you.

I remember the day

you lifted your face

from its stream.

This very day you

are bringing what

you carried through

the fire into the world.

Even more, you have

become the cup that

holds your soul.

And lifting your face

from the stream of all

you carry is what we

call living your gift.

You fit your gift.

Your gift fits you. It

doesn’t matter if you have

everything in place. Slow

and live this day. You

have earned this view.

"Monet was nearsighted and painted what he saw."

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