life: acoustic & amplified

all boxed up

God, sometimes I am as one

trying to go up and down stairs

with huge boxes in my arms

and I can’t see my footing, or other people.

I stumble. I drop things. I crash into people.

Help me set aside all my cargo:

emotions and beliefs that push and pull me,

heavy fears that unbalance me,

the way I want things to be, points to make,

how I want to be seen….

Help me set it all down and instead

carry only the song of your love,

and dance, light and lithe,

in your open meadow,

and, quick on my feet,

make way for others

who stagger and stumble…

__________________

Steve Garnaas-Holmes

Unfolding Light

http://www.unfoldinglight.net

I decline all offers to live in a house of reasons and proofs

I refuse to live a moment without the faith of doubt

I reject staying in a box of absolute truths

I deny my own dogged-dogma of black and white knowledge

I challenge myself continually to keep letting go of what I know for sure

I intentionally say no to my own sense of pride and privilege

I humbly confess my own lack of humble speech

I gratefully open myself to the vast newness of each day

I necessarily choose to rely on God rather than myself

I stand on the foundational stone of believing life is always for me even when I can’t see it

I embrace change, understanding its value, even when it’s a struggle and feels difficult for me

I bow on the shores of the ocean of goodness and pain as find my place among all the grains of sand

I sit in the most comfy seat of miraculous realization:

I am a drop of the ocean – I am the ocean in a drop

I stand on the circle of the earth and speak to the wind and the fire, the stars and the dirt

I am water – I flow

I am earth – I grow

I am that I am that I am that I am

abundance in every breath

ashes to ashes

dust to dust

I rise

I fall

I live

I die

I love

I love

I follow the light

I follow the light

❤️

Amy Lloyd