Sometimes the chaos Is bigger than us. It swirls through Disrupting our peace. What new initiation Is this? The sins arrive to the party: Envy, self-loathing, jealousy, hate. Why have they come To this sacred space? Perhaps they, too Want to feel at home. My heart has known pain. Your heart has too. But, at the very bottom, Of our deep ocean of night, I remember you. I remember I have always loved you.
Joy rises again. To transform our suffering. Let’s make it a ritual. Our Shield of Joy. Just in case we have Any more unruly visitors.