October 14-B, 2022

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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