A poem and teaching to move us along:
The world was created,
and before me there was love,
and before me there was love,
and after me there will be love
so what will I do in between,
with this single life I have been given?
Will I be ferociously courageous?
Will I make waves and make amends?
Will I stand on the edge of the unknown and feel frightened down to my toes
but do it anyway?
Will I make waves and make amends?
Will I stand on the edge of the unknown and feel frightened down to my toes
but do it anyway?
And again,
I pray so, I pray so,
even when weary and worn,
with light carrying me on the gravel road
I pray so, I pray so,
even when weary and worn,
with light carrying me on the gravel road
from here to somewhere I can't see.
Be my eyes and my hands
so I can lead with my spirit,
so I can lead with my spirit,
so I can follow where the fresh air goes.
Because before me there was love,
and after me there will be love,
and my goodness, with all the might I know,
I will hold that birthright close to my chest,
forgive the (un)expected insanity of this beautiful mess of humanity,
and after me there will be love,
and my goodness, with all the might I know,
I will hold that birthright close to my chest,
forgive the (un)expected insanity of this beautiful mess of humanity,
and be the love I was blessed to inherit,
Your Higher Self
Written by Meredith Levick, writer of a weekly e-letter called Morning Love Letter
Looking forward to being together for Yom Kippur.
Shabbat shalom u'mevorach,
Laurie
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