“All I ever wanted was a world without maps.” – Michael Ondaatje
Sometimes I hear a word and question its meaning.
Like grace.
Kindness, mercy, goodwill, favour. . .all words that speak of grace.
But what is it really?
Is it a way of being, an attitude, an experience?
The definition most appealing to me is from William Hazlitt,
“Grace has been defined as the outward expression of the inward harmony of the soul.”
This resonates, but still gives me no real access to grace.
Then I remembered a question I first read in Conversations with God,
What would love do now?
The answer to this question gives me direct access to grace.
It helps me let go, forgive. . .move on.
It displaces everything leaving only grace.
Anne Lamott :: “I do not understand the mystery of grace – only that it meets us where we are and does not leave us where it found us.”
Some emotions and experiences move through us like weather. Others, like grace leaves its presence.
Brennan Manning :: “To live by grace means to acknowledge my whole life story, the light side and the dark.”
The light and the dark. Resisting the dark causes suffering, while accepting it opens the door to grace.
Mary Oliver :: “You can have the other words – chance, luck, coincidence, serendipity. I’ll take grace. I don’t know what it is exactly, but I’ll take it.”
Like Mary Oliver I’m not sure what it is, but I”ll take grace too. There’s a depth and a mystery to it that appeal to my soul.
Rumi :: “Give up to grace. The ocean takes care of each wave ’til it gets to shore. You need more help than you know.”
Give up, surrender, let. it. in.
Anne Lamott again :: “Sometimes grace works like water wings when you feel you are sinking.”
Water wings for the soul; a heart pleasing vision.
And my personal favourite,
Karl Barth :: “Laughter is the closest thing to the grace of God.”
I want to know what it means for you, and leave you with the gift of these words.
What would love do?
I used to worry
I was too intense
or not good enough.
they sometimes got confused
flowing one into the other.
I used to wish I was kinder,
slimmer, nicer
more loving
less judgemental. . .
but how could I be
when I was not that for myself?
until one day
I looked out and
saw the ocean,
or perhaps the ocean saw me.
a vast
constant
perfect ocean.
and then a new thought
emerged,
washing away the old.
a vast
constant
perfect me.
exactly the way I am
exactly the way I am not.
the drop of rain that falls
the wave that rushes in.
I am that,
I am. . .all of it.
and for once
there was nothing
whatsoever
to be done.
Just for today. . .
do. . .nothing
SEE your beauty
delight your senses
listen to your body
affirm your greatness
own your lusciousness
express your l o n g i n g s
choose SELF-ish over selfless
appreciate your surroundings
shine so bright people stop in awe
release old hurts, grudges and resentments
rest when you need. . .to-do list be damned
laugh – out loud and often – feel your belly shake

be in JOY
live out LOUD
expose your Self
stake your claim
forgive. . .for you
honour your needs
give up your reasons
speak softly, breathe deeply
nourish mind-body-spirit
LEAN into vulnerability
favour your strengths
express devotion
SING your tune
be who you BE
just for today. . .
just for today. . .
love with your WHOLE heart