I will not offer solutions
To your existential or real life dilemmas
Nor will I offer you
Spiritual isms
That may satisfy the mind
But leave the heart aching
I won’t promise an easy path
I can’t say there is a painless life ahead
And I definitely cannot say the outside world will change

But I am saying, when you stop turning away,
When you cease running, or avoiding, or even explaining
When your stories lose their meaning and power
And you have the strength and vulnerability
To turn and meet your own demons
Your own imagination
The sorrow of suffering
The pain of distortion
The deceit of the world
And the incessant nature of mind

Something happens that changes everything
As though, by and by,
You fall into a slip stream of natural intelligence
That brings depth, wisdom, grace
And acceptance of your experience
And the world

And the unbearable becomes bearable
The broken becomes unbroken
The separate becomes whole
And the unloved and unlovable
Become love and loved

This is the journey.

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