"And as you ring, what batters you becomes your strength."
We are being battered, aren't we?
It's a reassuring thought to have it becoming our strength, isn't it?
Feeling the "intensity of the pain" is the hard part.
It's possible to distract, keep it at a distance, go numb.
There is a grief of powerlessness I find myself consumed with;
forgetting that is how cruelty and greed survive.
"If the drink is bitter, turn yourself to wine."
Oh, take a knee for the grace to turn into wine!
To ferment, to ripen, to bloom, to mellow...
to evolve.
We are the seething liquid of the chrysalis...
we are becoming something of tremendous beauty;
delicate, daring, and indomitable...
the apparent fragility of the spider web
with bullet-proof capabilities,
and the resilience to repair and reweave the web
time after time after time.
"be the mystery at the crossroads of your senses."
Is this crossroads where we find ourselves swaying in and out?
Learning how to transform and transcend the failings and the faults...
beyond the layers of subterfuge, treachery and deceit,
into a metamorphosis rooted in truth and equality,
with decency and dignity for all?
May it be so.
Namaste'
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