Starting again is a theme I pay attention to.
Sometimes it’s a big start-again, claiming something totally new. Sometimes it’s a renewed conviction for the same thing that’s been going on for a long time.
We learn, we humans. I’m so impressed by the courage that people have. To stay the course. To let go the course that doesn’t serve. To nuance the daily. To trust the simple. To open to love. To be unflinching.
With all of that in mind and heart, these words came this morning to my journal.
Thankfully,
there’s always
the starting again.
The way we pick up the dishes
and take out the trash,
and clean the counters.
The way we make room
for a new day, maybe a mystery,
to companion us.
We want whatever is next, don’t we.
We want to trust.
We want something to be there.
Despite all of the troubles,
the complications,
and the reasons not to,
we don’ let go of the next
and perhaps,
it doesn’t let go of us either.
Thankfully,
there is always
the starting again.
