The Promise of Love

I am so grateful for my life.

It seems I want so many things separately from where I am right now,

but I recognize that what I have chosen, the monastery, is a fulcrum of love.
Ilness or no illness. Clarity or confusion. I have been blessed to be chosen

and to choose to live here at this place. I yearn for more things - that I can choose,

it seems at least to me at the time, I think of them - but then I come back

to questioning 'how and why' 'what and where and when and who' - but here I am.

I have a beautiful life. With Blue. With the monastics. In my own room, comfortable

as can be....perhaps it's just that I am chosen to do this role...and overarching

my scrambling over getting things I want -  - I find myself caught and kept by cloud nine -

by community, by kindness and love. Thank god.