For far too long
I compartmentalized the spiritual nature of my life,
squashing it into each specific Sunday pew-sitting corner,
rather than allowing it to course the waters of my whole life,
as it naturally does.
My spirit was confined to a bushel,
and because of that,
I became dry, tame, disjointed,
and did not feel whole.
It was so easy just going to church weekly,
following the rules, regulations, rites, rituals, doctrine, and dogma,
until finally realizing that all of my life can be spiritual practice.
When I began to see that the altar is all around me,
in the miracle of other people,
in the feel of grass beneath my feet,
in the blue of Torch Lake,
in the birth of baby robins nested in my eaves,
in cacti reaching for the sky each in its own way,
in all of creation,
all of life became meaningful,
and each moment carried within it
the invitation home.
Allowing myself to listen
to that magical call of life
and trust it again,
no matter how unreasonable or insane it sounded,
proved to be the beginning of my return
to the true nature we all share:
that of a wise, intuitive, joyful, free BEING;
human child of God,
home to the true master that lives within;
destined to create many good things.
Indeed, since walking away from the falsely secure life
as a loyal pewsitter
and into the free fall of following my energy
wherever it takes me,
of allowing life to be a meditation,
I appreciate each step of the journey
as just as sacred as the next.
I remember that every tear and challenge
is just as meaningful, benevolent, and welcome
as every gust of bliss
and surge of joy.
I remember that my presence and my accountability
are the weavers of my best destiny.
I remember that when I keep my attention inward
and my life to be a reflection of what I hold inside,
working with what I see in that mirror of my freedom,
I am empowered,
moving away from fear
and into love,
able to do my best.
I am reminded again and again
that my willingness to show up for it all
my willingness to keep my eyes and hearts open
and my awareness sharp
is the current that keeps me harmonized and going
wherever I am best off going,
continuously delivering me
to the sweetest, most fulfilling vision
of my life.
John Churchman, Poet and More