Not everything we face in life is pleasant, easy or necessarily agreeable.
I suppose we always have choices as we work our way through life. But, I've noticed as I grow older, my values increasingly impinge on my personal options.
It seems to me that when we eventually reach the place in life where we actually fall in love with our obligations, personal breakthroughs of all kinds follow in rather surprising ways.
On occasion people have judged me a bit too intense for their liking.
I can understand that. Heck, I'm too intense for my own liking most of the time!
So, I accept the judgment as largely correct in many instances.
I feel little urge to defend myself these days.
I can say that much of what I say and write, what I express, helps me to stay on course in my own personal struggle with the issues that overwhelm people trapped in poverty. At the same time, I am assisted immeasurably by the very same people with whom I try to stand.
But there is peace in simply accepting one's calling.
Contrary to much we encounter in popular culture, being bound and obligated is not a bad thing at all.
I am learning that much of life's joy is discovered in the battle, in the commitment to pursue one's clear duty; simply to show up and to keep walking.
[The water colors are from Heron Dance--www.herondance.org.]
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