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Saturday, March 29, 2008

Let go of my life

Aum Sairam

The Lord will guide you continually, and satisfy your needs in parched places, and make your bones strong; and you shall be like a watered garden, like a spring of water whose waters never fail.

Imagine the beauty of a watered garden. The wild color of flowers flashing in the sun, the beads of dampness on green leaves, the shy hesitancy of buds beginning to unfold their petals, and the abandon of playfulness and joy unfettered by the cares and troubles of the world.

Imagine if our lives were like the watered garden. If our soul was as carefree in the hand of heaven as flowers are in the dance of the sun. Much of the arid and parched feeling that overtakes and even overcomes us at times comes because we are trying to be something other than what we are, or trying to manipulate and control our circumstances, or insisting that we are the only ones responsible for our lives. We stress and strain to be in control of our lives and sadly find ourselves feeling, not like a watered garden, but like dry, fissured cracks of dirt in a desolate desert.

Try being a flower for a day, simply being the willing recipient of God's great grace. Let the hand of heaven mold and shape you, warm you, nourish you. Watch yourself unfold and notice how you pirouette as playfully as a daisy in the soft breeze.

Oh God, help me let go of my life for just a day, to become a flower in the sun.

Allah Malik

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