I received a gift this morning. I saw...like a picture before me, I saw...that my sister is me, that I am my sister. I resist this not in the least, but I recognize that she would resist it a lot. I laughingly suspect that she would regard it as her cross to bear.
In our judgmental place, we are rigid, righteous and right, totally opaque. In our nonjudgmental place, we draw others to us without effort, are utterly transparent, have a tish of clairvoyance, and are fun to be with.
There my be a special reason why I saw this, and this morning. There may not be. Right now, I'm just grateful because I can believe if that is true of my sister and me, then it can be true of others I want to love but have a hard time of it.
It puts another tiny chink in my wall of separation...not just from my sister and others...but from God, too.
Thank you.
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