06 Aug The Work of Being Human – August 7 2020
Perhaps I am stronger than I think.
Thomas Merton, The Collected Poems of Thomas Merton
Some days it’s tough being human.
Yes, there are those days when it feels like the sun is smiling upon us and we just can’t make a mis-step. We end up at just the right place at just the right time. We feel as if we are in an endless flow, and ‘they’ have accepted my script/novel/poem/audition and deemed it good. God is in his heaven and all’s right with the world.
Those are beautiful days.
And then some days it just requires work. To know that whatever happens is happening for good. To remember that feelings other than bliss are indications of stresses leaving the body, that we will be more whole when they have gone. To insist on believing that God is in charge, that God is good, that God, nature, wants nothing for me other than to be happy, joyous and free, and that it is my job to seek that happiness, joy and freedom regardless of the apparent ‘facts’ of a given day, regardless of how many reasons I may have to be miserable or worried or feeling sorry for myself.
On those days, it can be work.
And if we engage in that work, those days can have a beauty all their own. And the work we do on that day will build the muscle to make it perhaps a bit easier tomorrow to find that beauty once again.
Today I will engage in the work of knowing that the facts of my life today are exactly as they are meant to be in God’s world. I will know in the midst of unhappiness or discomfort or disappointment that there is a way, somehow, to find beauty in my world, and I will ask of some higher Self for help in finding it.