Thursday, November 4, 2010
And yet I yearn
Angels over DC
Just read a glorious blog post of thanksgiving, a fantastic way to launch the post-Halloween, post-election, pre-holiday season. Oh yeah.
Gratitude is a divine condition. Like forgiveness and compassion, gratitude is a calming, healing state of mind/heart. Gratitude balances the mind/heart so gently. When I'm in touch with my gratitude, everything is fine, so fine.
Once upon a time I believed that the human condition of desire, yearning, wanting more of this or that, hoping for various situations to change, was a denial of gratitude, but (as with so many theories) I've changed my mind. Longing, hoping, wishing, yearning - within reason of course - opens the heart in a very different way. Desire opens the mind/heart to possibilties, it helps us look beyond what is to what could be. Longing inspires the imagination, helps us journey to places we would never discover otherwise. You could argue that poets like Rumi found ecstatic union with the divine through the practice of yearning. Or, maybe it's just me who looks at it that way.
Me? Eternally wanting, longing, yearning, and yet simultaneously (on most days) absolutely grateful. Does that make me crazy, to feel both ends of a spectrum so profoundly? Uh. YEAH, sometimes.
O, sweep of stars over Harlem streets,
O, little breath of oblivion that is night.
A city building
To a mother's song.
A city dreaming
To a lullaby.
Reach up your hand, dark boy, and take a star.
Out of the little breath of oblivion
That is night,