Stay

Don’t turn away

Stay

in the fire that burns your already peeling skin

Stay

on the path crowded by brambles that tear at your old hide

Stay

in the flood that rips at all you cling to

Stay

standing in the fierce wind that abrades the tiredness within

Stay

in the purifying element of pain

that a lifetime of habit has denied you

Stay

in the death that has been lifetimes in arrival

Stay

in the place

that begs for you to blame

and resist the need to blame

that pleads for you to make others wrong

and resist making others wrong

that is willing to deny love

and crawl back to an old version of you

that is already an ill-fitting skin

that no longer serves

and no longer believes

what you still cling to believing

and do not waiver and crawl

Stay

Hero Forest

Stay

in the purification

that reveals a truth

hidden

beneath the choice point

where you have always chosen to run.

Let the grit and sharp edged debris

of this moment

to which you have volunteered yourself

spin you and strip you of the weighted layers

that keep you small 

 

Stay

at the place where you want to turn away

at the crossroads

at the decision point

where your well trained reaction is to

strike out

hide

run

sedate

deny

and end

the disorienting uncertainty.

 

And from that place of staying

see then what path reveals itself

that could not be witnessed

with your back turned in a full retreat.

 

This new path cannot be seen to its end.

Most likely only the first step can be seen

amidst the swirl of blinding emotion

 

The direction of the first step will be obvious

It will be the step that starts you

in the opposite direction from

where you first wanted to go. 

Stay

Witness

Persist

 

Stay

in the place

where you want to wail

and wail

where you want to cry out

and cry out

where you want to scream at God

and scream at God

where you want to die

and let what needs to die,

die

 

Stay

in that which purifies

that which burns right through you

and exposes ancient hurt

to the light of enduring love

 

Did you think this was going to be easy?

Did you think that this life was going to simply pass

with a feather’s brush of grace

leaving you untouched?

Understandable fool

Those are the desires of the child

that have persisted

and have brought you now to this

decision now to

Stay

 

Stay

in this uncertain and unstable moment

and let it shake

your fears

your obsolete image of self

your pride

your small narrative

 

Let the grit and swirling

maelstrom of this moment

erode the prison walls

so that you can

once again

be free

as

a more faithful you

in a more faithful world

with a more faithful heart

ready to stay

amidst it all.

 

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