(something's amiss with the platform, and it won't allow anything but a short reply. So, here are several replies as one). in our "Gathering in Silence" yesterday, this "longing . . . hopeful sadness" surfaced in our conversation after meditation. The group seemed to come to a recognition that in being called to this Great Transition, we are also called to have the courage to feel the longing and sorrow.
MORE. That this transition is a heartful turning, the human heart waking up to this vast communion process that Thomas speaks of. The longing seems an inner touch, as if the universe has accessed our hearts, and the sorrow (in the words of James Finley echoing Meister Eckhart) is the deepest feeling for our half-hearted ways. No matter how profound the longing, how deep and unceasing, there remains the affinity within our hearts to be pulled back into the world we daily construct. How tender, then, is this sorrow for our own human . . . unfixed . . . ways.
Susie, your words touch the heart of it. What is the inner orientation to open our whole being to this more spacious container? It seems our journey into and through this question touches at the figure/ground practice you so beautifully articulated yesterday.
Sigh. I feel longing, even hopeful sadness as I read this. 🙏
Kimberly,
(something's amiss with the platform, and it won't allow anything but a short reply. So, here are several replies as one). in our "Gathering in Silence" yesterday, this "longing . . . hopeful sadness" surfaced in our conversation after meditation. The group seemed to come to a recognition that in being called to this Great Transition, we are also called to have the courage to feel the longing and sorrow.
MORE. That this transition is a heartful turning, the human heart waking up to this vast communion process that Thomas speaks of. The longing seems an inner touch, as if the universe has accessed our hearts, and the sorrow (in the words of James Finley echoing Meister Eckhart) is the deepest feeling for our half-hearted ways. No matter how profound the longing, how deep and unceasing, there remains the affinity within our hearts to be pulled back into the world we daily construct. How tender, then, is this sorrow for our own human . . . unfixed . . . ways.
This reflection puts our current predicament into an infinitely more spacious container. Thank you, Renee, for taking some of the pressure off.
Susie, your words touch the heart of it. What is the inner orientation to open our whole being to this more spacious container? It seems our journey into and through this question touches at the figure/ground practice you so beautifully articulated yesterday.