May I not become trapped ...
"May I not become trapped, caught or entangled in false inner networks of negativity, resentment or destruction toward myself. May I treat myself as the nest of God...." John O'DonohueMay I treat myself as the nest of God! What would that look like? The first thing that pops to my mind is the humility it would require. The ultimate "don't know" mindset. When I get really quiet and look at the Pride of Barbados flowers just outside my window, there arises in me an awareness of my being the nest of God. Just for a moment. Just a glimpse. I don't really know how to describe this. I have a hard time staying with it. It is wondrous and frightening too. My monkey mind slips into the experience by whispering something like "...danger, danger...move away, back slowly out of this room ... it isn't meant for you. You will get hurt." Or it says "Who has time for this?" Or "You can do this later, you better do X,Y or Z now"But who will I become if I am not a nest of God? And in these times, these difficult and fearsome times, when the news features children separated from parents at the hands of the US Government; I realize how much work there is for me to make of myself a nest of the divine. I must look into and be with my fears and my immense grief. How can I be a sturdy warm protection from the energies of hate, fear and shame that swirl around us all? For I do not want to cradle the Divine with the fear I often find in my heart these days. What is to be done with it? Surely this is what the Holy Spirit of my Catholic girlhood was for, to help me create a heart that is beyond the geography of fear and worry. Just that thought brings a measure of piece. I will seek to grow a heart that is a nest for God, a heart so open, so wonder-filled, so safe and warm that the Divine could indeed nest here. Is just the wanting this enough?"When the Guest is being looked for, it is the longing that does all the work." KabirI will nurture my imagination for that is what humans can do AND I will double down on my longing for a heart that is beyond fear and all constriction. A heart that could be the nest of God.