Adding Wood

Adding wood:

continuously adding wood to the fire - and life does this completely in its own, impersonal, and without malice to its challenge. We all face difficulties. Our role is simple; to live with the grace of every moment, relaxed to whatever response we have to offer. That's all we ever have to do. It's our natural awareness; that we belong to this easy flow of response and challenge, none of it chosen, with life continuously adding wood to the fire.

again, none of this is personal - life never wishes harm, nor seeks anything other than a balance to continue. Our intimacy with life causes a belief that our suffering is real to us alone, deep in its ache, and leaves us question the very worth of our existence. Yet also heals our every wound, perhaps not through obvious means but every hurt of ours is immediately accepted, healed by its capacity to belong. It's this that we bring to our awareness.

through life; nothing is excluded. 

intimacy is our true gift; with it we are near to every point of sorrow, an instant presence to salve and aid in this acceptance. Our hurt belongs to life and to be alive is experience everything that's offered deep and fully without need of an escape. We don't have to carry wood to this burning; sorrow is innate in life and its in no way counter to our joy. Everything belongs as it does, unfolding beyond our concern and care. We are the presence of its ease, acceptance itself, and play no role in how it flows.

we don't choose to add wood to this fire, none of this is our choice. We are simply aware of ourselves as life in full participation with every detail of its flow, presence without any true separation from all of which we hold. We're life, both fire and wood, the burning and remaining ash. None of this is out of place, not our sorrow or response. 

it's all simply what we are. 

~

Peace, Eric