Awaiting the first snowflake.
Watching the bobber at the end of the fishing line.
Waiting to become something else.
Anticipation can be joyous or anxious.
Anxious anticipation is worry.
Joyful anticipation is patience.
Smile…and wait with joy.
Do you really need to be right?
Is there just one answer to the question?
Can’t we find space for both our opinions?
Perhaps in this complex Universe
We are intended to have different perspectives.
Perhaps through our varying views
We can impact the greatest change.
It’s easy to partner with those who share
The same point of view.
Divinely powerful to embrace that which is different.
Could it be that our opinions intertwined,
Instead of butted against each other,
Can lead to greatness beyond each of us
As we stand in our opinions alone?
Let’s partner in our differences,
Nod to each other’s strengths.
Let’s meet at the top of that mountain,
grow the Universe stronger and brighter
With love, compassion, and respect
For one another and our opinions.
Where the mountains end and the sky begins
is the fold of the Universe,
where sadness and happiness collide,
where the past and the future meet today.
Look not on the convergence
with longing, searching,
or a need to see the separation.
The fold is a place
where none of that matters,
where there is no goodness or badness.
All just is.
Where all of the moments of life blend,
Effortlessly
Naturally
Joyfully
Complete.