Sometimes we underestimate a word.  Meek is an old word, but it’s a powerful one.*

Meekness isn’t about faux modesty or being a doormat.

The meek are sharp and ready.  They know their Strengths and Weaknesses, they know what they must do and what they need to avoid.**  They know what they have in way of resources.  And they know that all of these things come together in a centred and focused way through them.

What our poverty makes possible in way of opening our minds, and mourning makes possible in way of opening our hearts, meekness actions through the opening of wills, doing what we MUST do. Meekness enacts our future hopes in the present.

Another word for meekness is presence.

The meek have it all because they are present to life in a fuller and richer way.  It’s not the same as having lots of things, but a way of appreciating what is all around, in people and places and experiences – moments filled with infinity.

As I write this, I know I’ve got a long way to go.  There are the present moments we all experience – but we wonder how to create more. This is the art of meekness – presence expressed in courage and generosity towards others.

Some smirk at meekness, thinking it to be weakness.  All I know is, in the presence of the meek, I feel very small.

(*I like playing with unexpected words because they can offer breakthroughs in our seeing and understanding.)
(**Strengths being those things which energise us and Weaknesses being those which de-energise.)