A timeless overcast rainy Sunday before me. White birds flap across twilight greens making their way home. It seems like this moment contains eternities. I watch as tranquil pools of water are broken by raindrops that ripple across and disappear into tranquility again. The water has no fear of being disturbed, no preference for stillness. I wonder at how afraid I am to be shaken up and agitated – how much of my life is managed to ensure it doesn’t happen. Then I remember that beneath this ever-changing persona, there is something else… It’s a reminder I need every day:
The water has no fear of being disturbed,
Remind me that I am water.
The air holds all, with no distinction:
Why do I forget I am air?
Why do I relinquish the solid earth I am,
For a rootless, trembling mind?
How do I crumple all of space,
Into a fearful ball of fight?
Remind me again and again
I am that Love unshakeable
In the midst of chaos, in the madness of life,
Just remind me I Am… just remind me I Am