TRANSITION...THE ESSENCE OF LIFE

We are transitioning every second...that is the essence of life, transition. It's akin to aging, we do not see changes each moment of their happening...we see changes when we look back and remember the me I was and see the me I am now. 

There may well be a Big Bang for some...like Saul of Tarsus. But I wonder, as he picked himself up off the ground, if he was praising God or cursing the fates for his fall. But what does it matter? What matters to me right now is my slow U-bie...from always seeking to feel a transition to acceptance that I'm living it. Right now. 

Maybe it's so hard to believe because it is difficult to accept that which we cannot see...ah, and there's the God I claim to adore nowhere to be seen.

There are many less-than-wonderful happenings in my life recently...none catastrophic, all irksome. This I know: They are the very tools I need for turning my inner light on, brighter. 

For that, I can lean on my own life experiences. 

I go back to the worst thing that could ever happen to me turning out to be my personal pearl of great price. That pearl becomes dearer to me by the day...speaking of transitioning.

To paraphrase Fr Richard Rohr, Life's true and unique story line has always been [transition]. That means that the spirit nature of reality (the spiritual, the immaterial, the formless) and the material nature of reality (the physical, that which we can see and touch) are one. 

In a word, matter matters. It, too, is of God.

Thank you.