I start with the assumption-- which is more than belief, and more on the order of perceived reality than faith in, or trust that, it may be so-- that we all are always in the immediate presence of the anchor stone, the still point of the turning world, the axis mundi, the world axis, grounding us and establishing us in the truth of our connection with the tree of life, which is the cross of Jesus, and the tree of enlightenment which is the Bodhi Tree of the Buddha. At one with the anchor stone, we are immovable and unperturbed by the clashing rocks and the crashing waves of the wine-dark sea-- borne up as we are by the strength of our original/essential nature and our possession of the innate virtues/character that come with us from the womb. We are who we are, and will not be separated from that by anything life can do to us. And yet, and yet... fear and lethargy take their toll. We do not nurture and nourish the bonds that establish us upon the anchor stone, and are easily blown about by the winds of time and chance that happen to us all. And are far away from that which is right here, right now, in each situation as it arises. Thus, the call always is to return to the source, to find our way back to the core, of who we are and what we are to be about, in order that we might dance with what life brings us in the confidence of those who know we have all it takes to deal with the moment and do there what needs to be done like Sisyphus with his boulder and Ulysses on his raft, saying, "I will press on and endure, and when the heaving sea has shaken my raft to pieces, then I will swim!" Words from the anchor stone, from the source, from the core, calling us to be who we are, offering what is ours to give in each situation as it arises all our life long, no matter what.
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Meditation is such good practice for returning to our core. Neither height nor depth nor kingdoms nor principalities, etc. Thank you!