My Yoke is easy

Transition states are abundant

I think all of us here on planet earth would agree

For me, the presentation of illness

life-threatening illness

has fast-tracked my perception to a transition state of awareness

an awareness that this body will surely die

maybe sooner than later

and still at times the transition state of the collective world is even more disturbing than the threat of my own body death

SO I LOOK UPWARDS

Always looking up, to a place where my heart seemingly lifts out of my flesh body

Where a Place of Peace really does Exist

I heard this scripture a million times

But never understood

Until now

Now that I’m no longer able to be who I thought I was

The new me

has arrived in the transition state

of a failing flesh suit

In which my habits of old can no longer exist

with less and less reason to hold on to what’s not Good and not True

and to find PEACE

In this scripture I learn to remember that it’s Always there for us

As I finally heard the meaning of the yoke and the burden

fierce grace

I am the Way and the Master who watches in silence
Thy friend and thy shelter and thy abode of peace
I am the beginning and the middle and the end of all things;
Their seed of Eternity, their Treasure supreme
Bhagavad Gita 9:18

If I didn’t know any better, I’d think someone slipped a chemo pill into my wine glass at the Lake Region Fitness holiday party.

The next morning I awoke with a sore throat, but I bull-headedly forged ahead to work obligations and appointments, and 24 hours later the effects kicked in; fever, chills, body aches, nausea, diarrhea.

I haven’t felt this way since chemotherapy, was my initial thought.

But I also intuit that it often takes a fierce grace to bring our soul into alignment with our truest journey. This bout with a viral infection afforded me:

• Time to rest.
• Time to contemplate.
• Time to have no responsibilities to others.
• Time to accept discomfort on the deepest level.
• Time to fast.
• Time to be fully present with myself.
• Time to sleep deeply and dream.

So I write this as a Reminder to Self that the innate wisdom of our highest path is so beyond our understanding, so outside our limited perception, ineffable ….

I remain humbled in the Mystery.