Someone said you’ve got to believe in something, even if it’s burritos.
Who said this? And how badly am i paraphrasing?
I’ve been thinking about what i believe today, as things are changing and i get disoriented easily. I usually always believe in resurrection, but that’s not the theme right now, so.
I believe in the truth rolling itself out for all to see when you give it a little space.
(I believe too that the stories don’t always line up, but the truth is there nonetheless, in the middle place where all the stories are connected.)
And that it’s good idea to look for truth with the eyes of one’s heart.
I believe the universe is unfolding as it should.
I believe that we’re taken care of.
I believe in the value of a hard path.
I believe in the path of least resistance sometimes, too.
And that our hearts are directed to the right one at the right time.
In the act of lifting a wounded heart up to the light to have it heal. In the practice of opening it up, wounded and mangled and beautiful and all; an invitation into the glorious goriness of really living.
I believe in growth, and that it’s painful
sometimes usually and that we are stronger than we think.
I believe in the middle ground. I don’t know how to get there sometimes, but if you give me really specific directions, i’ll meet you there. I promise.
I believe in love.
I believe we can make it through anything. That sounds like resurrection. Maybe i believe in resurrection again!
I don’t believe in the healing power of tears. It might be true, but it also might be true that opening floodgates just keeps them coming forever. I haven’t tested this out enough to see. But I believe in the other salty cures; the sea and sweat.
I believe in bald eagles. I’ve seen one three times in the past two weeks, right in the city. How could you not believe in that? I believe i’d like to know what the significance of that is, if it’s anything.
I believe in the timelessness and spacelessness of everything, so you are right here with me now. Hi.
And i believe in the prairie, of course, still, especially in a thunderstorm, especially in Autumn.