We are all refugees
Trying to keep our precious hearts alive.
as it should
That you will find yourself unraveled
like so many messy parts
The veil is shattered,
and your brokenness is hanging like an unhinged door
So obvious —
There’s no use trying to make this look pretty.
When you find yourself this way
Crooked and unhinged
Will you please say hello to your mind
Step into the dark places, and find the ones who look like monsters.
See your Rage, sharpening its blade of resentment like a knife, silently seething with a killer’s white fury.
Step towards it and drop to your knees.
Stroke its perfect face, distorted as it may be.
Thank it for working so hard to protect you all these years. All this time.
Feel how tired it is and let it take a rest.
Gently remove the blade from its hand, placing it nearby.
Lay its head down on a bed of moss covered with white flowers.
Let it rest.
Nothing to do right now, sweet Rage.
You can sleep.
See Rejection standing nearby.
Rush towards it with open arms.
Cradle it, hold it to your smiling heart, for there is nothing more worthy of love than this one who has forgotten its own worth.
Let it feel the comfort that you bring as you accept it exactly as it is right now.
Wrap it in your favorite shawl and help it to lay down for a nap on the soft, green moss.
Do this, continuously, for everyone you find in the shadows of your mind.
Greed. Fear. Judgment. Perversion. Doubt. Sadness. Jealousy. Shame. Irritation. Hopelessness. Worry. Depression. Control. Denial.
Find these broken pieces.
Love them in their brokenness.
There is nothing to fix.
With a quiet kind of grace, we are sweeping the mind
and the story is falling away.
The Refuge is here,
Find it in stillness, in silence, in the breathing in and out.
Find it in weeping, in falling apart, in the heart that is bursting
with unconditional love.