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I Surrender Myself to Everything

I want to stand under a wild sky at night and hear the ancient stories the stars tell. I want to get lost in the wonder of trees lining a country lane and welcome the breeze that refreshes and soothes. I want to swim in the ocean and feel the soft weight of the water hold me in the rhythm of its support.

I want to watch children play and relish the freedom in their laughter and remember again what innocence is. I want to make friends with a lonely dog and walk with it along the beach and rest in the grass with its head on my chest. I want to stand in a garden of flowers and disappear in their color and drink in their fragrance.

I want to be with people of character and depth and withdraw into the intimacy of affection and know again the worth of my humanity. I want to experience the fundamental powers that define me and believe in my own dignity and authenticity.

I want to examine the truths that are pillared in my soul and honor the stability of their influence. I want to understand my weaknesses and own my inner wounds and learn the lessons they are teaching me.

I want to explore divinity and discover where it exists inside me and outside in the world and in others. I want more than rigid rules and old bromides that burden and torment but never guide me toward improvement.

I want to love fearlessly and effortlessly and when necessary stubbornly.

I want to be sensitive to the limitations of others and to never take for granted the gifts I have been given. I want to shun every pretense within myself and refuse to be rude to others for any reason.

I want to be enchanted with gentleness and consumed with compassion and never be afraid to touch the hurts of others with humility and healing.

I want to develop an aura of kindness and share without embarrassment a large-heartedness that welcomes and befriends strangers including the neglected man or woman or child or teen misplaced and adrift feeling vanished and unloved.

I want to possess a connection so extraordinary with those I cherish that it is never questioned or doubted—a connection that shines with something so true its light endures until I die and beyond.

I surrender myself to everything.


© 2018 Timothy Moody

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