“Listen to the silence.”*
‘When all property is privatised, faith is privatised and all men feel fear at the boundary of the self.’**
Before the hustle and bustle of emails, meetings, events, errands … all the “to dos” of the day, before the day begins, I come to the silence.
I connect with a larger story, so hoping the smaller stories don’t take over: I read how ‘even the most technical of ideas needs to be framed inside a greater narrative.’^ It’s what we’re doing, consciously or unconsciously, whatever we do, all the time. I just feel the best stories appear when we turn our attention towards them and ask some questions.
I find myself wondering whether the greater story for me means I must explore what life in all its fullnesss can be, and this with others.
This is pulling and pushing me acrosss the boundaries I’ve established in my life, whether because of the things I’ve pursued, or in protecting against the “other.” I am pulled from the egoic to the ecoic, from bad dreams to good dreams, which will always include the other, the world and the true self. ‘Bless and you will be blessed,’ counsels Paulo Coelho.^^
‘It is grace before, during, and after.’*^
Grace – ultimately the gift another shares with us out of the essence of their being – only exists when crossing thresholds. It has journeyed from others to us, it works in us in possibilities and transformations, and then itss shared by us to others.
And now I wonder what an open-border day will look like.
(*Frances Roberts, quoted in the Northumbria Community‘s Morning Prayer.)
(**From Lewis Hyde’s The Gift.)
(^From Peter Diamandis and Steven Kotler’s Bold.)
(^^From Paulo Coelho’s Aleph.)
(*^From Richard Rohr’s Eager to Love.)