look for burning bushes
Earth is crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God;
But only he who sees
Takes off his shoes –
The rest sit around it and pluck blackberries.
– Emily Dickinson
I was a terrible believer in things, but I was also a terrible nonbeliever in things. I was as searching as I was skeptical. I didn't know where to put my faith, or if there was such a place, or even what the word faith meant, in all of it's complexity. Everything seemed to be possibly potent and possibly fake.
– Cheryl Strayed
Before there were Ten Commandments
Or the book of the Law
Or rules about eating pork,
Moses came upon a burning bush
Who are you, he asked.
As if the answer were ever as simple as life,
God said, “I am.”
In the most profound directive ever issued
From the mouth, as it were,
Of a burning bush in the desert,
Which was not consumed.
You lived through trying times,
You felt passion,
You tried to live.
Be, burn, you will not be consumed.
People get obsessed with rules
They forget to be,
Forget to feel,
Forget to live.
They are surprised to find,
That every day,
They feel less.
They seem less.
They are closer to death.
They are consumed.
They missed the most basic commandment,
Given that you are made in my image;
Life Over Law by Charles Cooper
and at the end of my quest for magical connection
In the basic human need of tribe
you gave me the trickiest of boxed gifts
which contained the greatest bombs of all
the triggered switch of rejected isolation
which destroyed my current level of calm acceptableness
of my lack of familial loving kindness
my placid state of white flagged surrender
leveling my built stone walls
allowing me to break my own set of accepted truths
and causing me to free the firmly locked monstrosity out of its secret sealed cave
my heart now burning with the anger of lost innocence
my fists now clenched in fighter stance on the ready
my voice now ringing with released anger at such injustices served to those younguns' unsuspecting…like me
my inner little girl speaking in terms and tones never before attempted in the face of bullies and narcissistic victimizing
I wake this morning and feel the need to say to your smug face,
Thank you for this gift
Fuck you for this gift
You are in my heart
I cannot deny
I love you for it all
You have to set yourself on a path where you’re progressing every day step-by-step so you know tomorrow will be better than it was today, that you know tomorrow you’ll become more of who you know you can become, that you know tomorrow by your simple choices and sets of disciplines and habits that you’re going to evolve into your highest self.