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As my friend, Timbeau, says, "On this path we continue to be amazed, but never again surprised," and indeed, there is a perfection to life that never ceases to amaze me.
It seems to me that our only job here in this life is to learn how to love. Everything we do, everyone we meet, every relationship we have is a playing-out of some aspect of this task-at-hand.
This is the part that is amazing: As I look at my own life and at the lives of the people closest to me, I see a pattern played out again and again. I see that each of us has our own specific resistance to loving, our own need to control; that each of us have chosen the life that will bring us again and again to the need to choose love in the direction of our greatest resistance; that we have filled this life with the most perfect set of people to challenge us to love in that direction of resistance; that the people we get to learn how to love are the perfect combination of what I love and what I find it impossible to love so that, again and again, I find myself willing to try it differently, willing to let go of one more level of resistance, willing to step past one more barrier of fear and loathing and into the possibility of acceptance, of myself and others, and the opportunity for growth. On my best days, I'm grateful for this. That in itself is amazing. But I'm not surprised.
Today I will think of that one person I am unwilling to love, and in my mind I will see them surrounded by light. Even if for the shortest moment possible.
Wild Pony, Crow Indian Reservation, Montana
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