2.17.18 Term Limits

Here in this place of prayer and meditation
I find myself moving from self-doubt to compassion.

 From being consumed by continual shock and betrayal, 

to a deep settled-down way of breathing and being and meh acceptance. Of what is.

In this place, the roles of they who harmed vs who was harmed slowly dissipate. 

And within the practice, for it needs practice, what I come upon, 

beneath all that unctuous noise and posturing, is self-delineating clarity. 

I come upon compassion, with term limits on allowing others to behave badly. 

Here, self-doubt becomes replaced by love, trust and delight.
Fear , shock and hurt evolve into powerful boundary.

There slowly grows acceptance of what has been, I now see, for so long, in my life, and what is now.

I find tender renewed awareness of human propensity and process.

And a true blue faith, while residing in this beautiful new day we have been given.