Archive for March 19th, 2020

Rainer Maria Rilke speaks to my heart on this quiet day of wondering and waiting.

He wrote:

My eyes already touch the sunny hill.
going far ahead of the road I have begun.
So we are grasped by what we cannot grasp;
it has inner light, even from a distance-

and charges us, even if we do not reach it,
into something else, which, hardly sensing it,
we already are; a gesture waves us on
answering our own wave…
but what we feel is the wind in our faces.

– Translated by Robert Bly

I look ahead down the road where the world recovers it’s center. I see out there, farther off, a brilliant sunrise of love and mutual caring and a landscape of wild flowers celebrating life.

I spot a great gathering of birds, many colors, weaving together their songs of identity into a grand splash of harmony.

I see the advance throng of daughters and sons of Light encouraging us; urging us ever-forward on the long walk toward that open field where the paths narrow and draw together.

It is a gift to hear the call of love and goodness: a voice guiding us along the winding way to the true fullness beyond.

It is this vision that inspires our soul’s to greatness in troubled times, an exponent to resilient joy.


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