Wonder of wonders, the wonder of Grace

Wonder of wonders, the wonder of Grace.

Some lady had a get-to-know-neighbors party. She tried hard to evince that she possessed artistic tender sensibilities. What a piece of work! You got amused and bemused beyond measure, but you were calm and self-possessed. How prosaic and predictable of her!. How disgustingly self-righteous! Most humans are like that. They all need to be ordered to parade up and down the Avenue of Self-Righteousness all day and all night in full uniforms and combat gear until they cry for mercy from exhaustion and feel deep in their bones that they have to be true to everybody, including themselves. Then, and only then, would they be ready to turn the corner and walk down the path of Grace. Only then would they be ready for compassion, acceptance, and Love. You cannot stand hypocrisy anymore. You have to shop around for an army of mercenaries. You have to go Africa.

But no, no, no, it is suffering talking. It was the old song of arrogance, of self, of clinging to dualism. Rise up. Be all that you can be. Stay in touch with the grace which is you. Your life, the wonderful mind you have: the sensitivity, the retentive memory, the logical reasoning, the ability to see the broad picture, the sense of history, the gift with languages and philosophy, not counting the looks and the vitality. Yes, grace is you. You are the avatar of grace. Grace has seeped inside you for a long time. And it is finally giving you peace.

May thy heart be kept open.
So the Sun can shine upon thee
And keeps thee warm
And gives thee peace.

May the Spirit walk alongside thee
So thou won't feel lonely
Ever
Again.