Salvation

Salvation: 

this is my time of year, a stretch of joy from this first day of spring all the way to the weeks of June that bring the deepest shades of life and green. I love watching the first hint of bud that later blossoms fully in the summer, seeing the return of migrant birds that will nest here for some time. It's my season of renewal, feeling deserved after the length of winter. 

this is my season of salvation.

from my earliest years Easter has been a favorite holiday. Not holding the glitter of Christmas, but having a more subtle light that somehow seemed to offer me even more, something holier. I felt Easter deeply back then, believing that it held a promise for me, a true resurrection, even miracles. Later, a harder life seemed to rob me of such easy joy. My beliefs hardened against such a promise and I only craved the actuality of experience, things that I could hold in my hands, and ideas that instantly brought into action the pursuit of all my demands.

I had little time to entertain thoughts of salvation.

but of course the seeds were already planted, those early buds of an internal spring were nourished by a spiritual curiosity. Easter was always my promise. Yet ego circumvents the journey back to the heart, with even a spiritual path being a long curve that only seems to lead astray. It took me a little while to arrive here, right here, surprisingly...right here.

all along, my objective was to simply be kind.

to forgive and be gentle.

just allowing salvation to unfold completely on it's own.

as promised.

and right now...it's spring.

~

Love, Eric 

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