Some days I burn brighter than others,
and some days I just flicker,
and some days I worry that my light will go out…
and that I will no longer be seen,
nor will my absence be felt.
And I wonder, what then…
Surely it is not the worst thing that could happen…
not to be seen, or to be noticed when I am gone...
should my light go out, that is.
Will I cease to exist,
or will I just not be seen, or heard, or smelled or tasted or touched.
So what then ?
How bad could it be?
So what, if
I like dancing passionately in the fire.
So what, if
I like to burn hot in the flame,
So what, if
I like to sway gracefully with the wind, fully and free
and with each inhalation,
I like breathing as deeply and fully into being, as I possibly can.
and with each exhalation,
I like surrendering into what is
So what, if
I desire to transform my life with my presence,
enlightening as I go..
And So what if, my light goes out.
Does that mean, I never was, nor will be again?
So what then...…....... merely ashes to ashes, dust to dust?
Peace, be still and know that I AM.
Yesterday, I visited the Turkish Ruda baths. It was quite wonderful, as I dipped into the
sacred waters that have provided refuge and healing for the past 45o years.
O Beloved, look around.
You are not some local appearance
You are the bright blue sky,
the wine dark waters, a vast ocean!
The drowning place of a thousand little I's.
-Rumi