If I appear lost it is because I do not cling to what you hold to. The path I am on is one you cannot see.
The journey with Love asks for all of me, I cannot go in part. My whole self must needs be gathered up, including the pieces that others have claimed and framed, hung on walls and adorned.
I am reclaiming all the pieces, for I would be whole.
When I sit awhile and wait and ask for courage to continue, this Love, my Love, allows me time, and all the time I feel I need. And then at the right moment Love lifts me to my feet and says, “Now, let us move again.”
This Love knows that what’s ahead is superior to anything I have yet known and will not let me stay in this space forever. Instead Love leads me on: calling me to more, drawing me with glimpses of intimacy and depth and connection that will be possible when I am whole and free.
I am reminded that it is okay to leave things behind. Eventually I will leave it all. It is only the pieces of myself I must bring, and these are pieces of me that others also cling too. They need for me to be what they need me to be, all the while unknowing, unseeing that all I CAN be is what I AM.
I AM true to the blueprint of God in me. A design that is within, woven into my Being, it is not imposed from the outside.
For all of me matters and everything has it’s place in the Light of Love. Nothing of the truth of who I am is lost, and yet all of me is lost to the false world.
I am lost in the depths of Love and found again, complete in these same depths.