on a clear day

" i woke today suddenly nothing happened, but in my dreams i slew the dragon... once again you say just be here now, forget about the past. your mask is wearing thin... on a clear day, i can see a very long way " - Colin Hay Waiting for my Real Life to Begin

going to bed last night a neighbor's light shone in my bedroom window and i could hear the sounds of friends wandering home or finding rest in someone else's bed at the end of a long night. as i lay in my cubby covered with blankets shielding me from the cold that creeps in through our poorly insulated walls, i couldn't help but think that for some reason i had been shielded from more than cold of the night, but from the cold of tragedies and horrors that so bitterly have crept into the lives of those around me. subsequently, as i awoke in my own bed wrapped in layer after layer of warmth and down, i knew i couldn't stay in there forever. peeling off the covers and making myself vulnerable not only to the tragedy, but also to the joy that one cannot find alone shielded from what we call life.

a life blessed by abundance and by love can only be grounded in the courage to love abundantly and to live generously