As once the winged energy of delight
carried you over childhood’s dark abysses,
now beyond your own life build the great
arch of unimagined bridges.
Wonders happen if we can succeed
in passing through the harshest danger;
but only in a bright and purely granted
achievement can we realize the wonder.
To work with Things in the indescribable
relationship is not too hard for us;
the pattern grows more intricate and subtle,
and being swept along is not enough.
Take your practiced powers and stretch them out
until they span the chasm between two
contradictions…For the god
wants to know himself in you.
- Rainer Maria Rilke, Once the Winged Energy of Delight
He’s right, you know. Being swept along is not enough.
This morning, standing barefoot in between the bean rows as the sun crested the treetops in the valley, I sent you all a wave of love. Did you feel it? I wonder.
The forest was sparkling with last night’s rain. Morning glory chalices were spiraling open. Bumblebees were busy among the basil and mint, just like always.
The tulip poplar released another yellowed leaf, and it fell in slow motion, caressed by unseen air currents.
The moss was so green it would break your heart.
A blue jay had left behind a single feather in the grass.
The wonder of it all filled my every cell until I was vibrating at a frequency of pure joy. I was sure for a moment that I was going to float up into the dome of the sky and truly become one with all that is. But I so loved the sensation of my feet in contact with the moist, red Earth, feeling almost as rooted as the nearby pines, that I couldn’t imagine ever willingly leaving that behind me.
For a fraction of a second, I felt torn between them: firm, holy ground; ethereal, grey sky. And then I just knew.
I am exactly where I am supposed to be.
I even laughed aloud, startling a nearby song sparrow from her perch in the wild rose hedge. It just seemed so amusing, all of a sudden, that I could have forgotten for even a moment. All my worries about the future showed themselves to be as insubstantial as smoke. The only real thing is saying yes to this life, now.
Yes.
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