The mission was simple.
I was to be a mirror for the Sunlight of the Spirit.
I was to show you your beauty.
How was I to do that?
Someone said ”Life has a way of teaching us the lesson we are to learn in order for us to fulfill our mission.”
I thought I needed to do only one thing.
Change every thing about myself so that I could:
- Love anyway
- Give anyway
- Listen anyway
- Be there for you
- Be present for myself
There came to a point that I was exhausted.
I felt like a fraud.
How could I show you your beauty…I did not know of my own?
Was the love I was sharing truly helpful?
Was I short circuiting your growth by providing every thing you needed?
What about my needs, wants, desires?
“I am only human…perhaps on a divine mission…but what is in it for me?”
My heart was breaking.
My mind failed me as I struggled to be the mirror.
Then came the crisis.
(In one of the Eastern languages “crisis ” and “opportunity”
are represented by symbols that are similar)
I could not see where the strength to fight to go on would come from.
So I stopped fighting.
I, the “mother-hugger of the universe” asked for help.
I stood back, asked for help.
Cleared up the wreckage of my past.
Packed a bag and came to my family home to rest and heal.
Repeated the cycle being a mirror for another group of people when I lived in the lodge.
I crashed and could barely speak to ask for help.
I was hospitalized.
I asked for no tv nor phone.
Spirit had my attention.
I was in the position of surrender….flat on my back.
“All righty then,“ I said to the Master of my heart,
….you have my attention…..NOW WHAT.“
Words did not come:
Words did not come: hugging, singing and other languages did. Not English….only garble. So I
sang…songs of my Mother`s faith, nursery rhymes, and chants from my friends sweat lodges and the
healing song of HU.
I asked for help.
The mirror of Soul that I wanted to be was turned inward.
Was I truly loving that which I was.
Was I treating myself with the respect I gave others.
Was I serving with unconditional love to myself so that I would have the energy, joy and love to give to you.
The mirror was slowly cleaned and the fog lifted….it was washed with tears of Joy.
I was free to be me with my love of family , friends , bubble gum, hugs and laughter…and Soul
sang within me. The words are carefully chosen. There is very little of the mask of the old mirror
that has not been broken and replaced.
The mirror is in training…It is learning to claim its space, sing its song and look for the Sunlight of
Spirit to highlight each moment.
The mission is clearer.
Only a clear clean mirror that knows its beauty can reflect yours back to you.
Perhaps my Journey to become that, is the mirror you need.
Not the one you wanted me to be.
We all struggle dear heart.
I wanted to fulfill my mission.
Only that determination has carried me to the feet of the Master and over the speed bumps I created along the way.
People in my life are mirrors to teach me what I have just finished learning or what I need to learn.
Thank you for being one of them.
Thanks to the Master of my heart for shining love and answering the call.
- Let me be the mirror….to show you your beauty this day. (greatpoetrymhf.wordpress.com)