This moment

This moment there is nothing to write. I am enveloped in the process of finding suitable work, with a thousand jarbled thoughts twisted with up with fear and 17 years of practice saying, "find the good in it, turn it to good use." That is with all in life - no matter what the circumstances, there is something to be found in it, some strength to be drawn from it. Some days it just takes longer to draw it out than others. Some days you can draw all you want and it doesn't come out at all. But eventually it's clear as day.

This moment there is nothing to write specifically, and yet the need to write is like walking into maternity ward at the hospital - everywhere, you see it, you feel the labor pains, life is trying to come into existence.

Often times change is just like that, too - it's new life trying to come into existence and it is either helped along by our patience, our compassion for it, and our willingness to nurture it, or it is muffled and stomped on by our fear, our resistance, our refusal of it. All the latter - it's futile, forget it. The only thing is to go with it. Breathe in deeply, and be grateful for this moment. Be kind to it, love it, like you would a frightened child, and soon it will be soothed, and it will blossom and grow.

Blessings.
- Darshan

© 2008 Darshan F Jessop