some blessings are so amazing that i don't recognize them as blessings for years, sometimes even decades. they are like the mystic eggs of a strange bird, bound to hatch in their own time, placed in the nest of me, knowing not what may come from them or when. i have seen blessings change into challenges overnight & challenges throw off their concealment to emerge as blessings. therefore i will rejoice in the gifts of the moment, holding them lightly that they may fly when they are called by destiny. You teach me to regard blessing & challenge with equal eyes, Shiva: as opportunity in disguise, to be esteemed. i cannot court one without bowing to the other also. we are all golden beneath the dust, deeply imprinted with the urge to evolve into wholeness. there is no turning back, no refusal to be what i yearn to be & am at heart. i will protect these strange eggs, Shiva, & will accept what may come from them with gentle respect for their divine origin.
the curve of the bird's wings as it circles high overhead is spelling out Your name, the one i enfold in my heart. i circle with the bird around You, Shiva, around You. You abide in me, deep inside in my secret heart-cave at the center of the circle, the hidden cave within. the circling embraces this central space, the holy place wherein we meet & join & then begin again anew. this disclosure spills out from the spiraling bird's wingtips to fall into my heart & to grow into this sharing: You abide in me, deep inside in my secret heart-cave. we are not two for we are but one, with circling echoes.
i am like a great bird spreading wide wings open full, swiftly lifting up into the eager energy of the new morning sky, aiming at the brightest light. like an arrow tunneling through the air to the sun is the pull of my heart to the fire of Your presence. there is no other for me, Shiva. my heart is Yours. compelled by love, like a fragment of pure forged iron to a magnet, i move toward that which calls to me. i rush to respond & embrace my deep destiny. it feels like coming home after a lengthy journey, like losing who i thought i was, finding who i am. as the old ties are tearing apart, falling away, i rise like a great bird spreading wide wings open full, like an arrow tunneling through the air to the sun. there is no other for me, Shiva. my heart is Yours.