DISROBING IN TIME

DISROBING IN TIME

Nothing is easy, but to tell the truth.

The truth of what I see and feel.

This somehow cleanses my eye and it becomes clear what to do.

In my pain I forget to admit what is true and things get worse. 

Because I don’t want to be sad, I don’t admit that I already am. Then I feel like I’m drowning.

Because I don’t want things to change, I don’t admit that they already have. Then I feel like the wheel of life is tearing me apart.

The greatest power we have when feeling powerless is to admit what is already true.  Then the stepping stones of Eternity rise out of the mud, showing us where to go. 

Poem by Mark Nepo

REFLECTION:

  • Are you able to admit what is true?
  • Cleanse your eyes of what you see and feel with the truth.
  • Do you have a new clarity of what to do?