The black and white variations in the table reflection captured the day. I was unsure how I would describe it to anyone without lots of context. Reflecting now, I don’t know if the context matters except to me. The questioning observation, then and now, was one of reacting. What reaction reflected my heart? Even as I struggled to answer, the only clarity I could find within myself came as a second question: which room in my heart?
In the calm stillness of a dusty dawn, the question turns towards the moment one has. I know one size does not fit every situation. The question that frames my day is simple and direct. Am I willing to extend the principle to a flexible framework tailored to the other individual? If so, I can take care of myself as I begin the day and look to meet and support others in the space where they are.
My lesson reminders for my day ahead include the following.
In each moment, embrace what is called for. I am not reaching for a perfect day filled with celebration and success. I am reaching out to care in each moment, bring kindness, and act compassionately. This reminds me that there is “A right time to cry and another to laugh, a right time to lament and another to cheer.” (Ecclesiastes 3.4). By being attentive and sensitive to what is needed in a moment, I will hear my call to action.
Life’s script can only be discovered by living. Yes, I have a plan. I take my priorities and respond to them with time. The danger for me lies in prioritising these over the needs I find along the way. My balance is found through listening to my heart and the Spirit. Letting go of myself opens the door to being Divinity’s voice, hands, and presence. It is an opportunity I never want to miss.
Looking forward, I am filled with thankfulness, knowing I will have moments where I can make a difference. This special role is open to everyone on their journey.
