Morning Contemplation, 3 December 2016: Hospitality

In the morning contemplation Mark Nepo talks of “You can’t start, I know, and if I were kind, I’d see you halfway in, but I am more than kind. You must enter alone. I will meet you on the other side.” He continues, This speaks to one of our deepest callings of love-that special hospitality for the injured, the strong action of compassion that makes it possible for those in pain to heal themselves. It calls mysteriously and arduously for the clearing of confusion and the comfort of what is real, It is the way that we who have suffered can take our turn, lifting the head of whoever has fallen, bracing their exhausted neck to drink, knowing we can never drink for them. …

My tribe talks about…If you have decided you want what we have and are willing to go to any length to get it — then you are ready to take certain steps…At some of these (steps) we balked. We thought we could find an easier, softer way. But we could not. With all the earnestness at our command, we beg of you to be fearless and thor- ough from the very start. Some of us have tried to hold on to our old ideas and the result was nil until we let go absolutely.

Half measures availed us nothing. We stood at the turning point. I learned through this lesson that I could lift anyone out of the fire of hell, I could though be there when anyone was willing to begin the journey in earnest and walk with them along the way, just like so many have walked with me.

This brings up another wonderful poet, singer, song writer Libby Roderick

How could anyone ever tell you
You were anything less than beautiful
How could anyone ever tell you
You were less than whole
How could any one fail to notice
that your loving is a miracle
How deeply you’re connected to my soul

Learning to love all aspects of me is an ongoing process, letting go of the old messages that I wasn’t good enough, crazy, etc as i have embraced me I have learned to embrace all of you, as I find myself judging you it is really me I am judging. Finding hospitality in all is my practice of compassion.

Hospitality, is a principle life has given many examples of over the years. My father, on Sundays, would call the widows of work colleagues to “check in” assuring them they weren’t alone. We were taught to open doors and later in life I learned that opening doors went beyond physically opening a door, it took on the meaning of making sure I shared my experience, strength and hope of how I walked through challenges in life, patiently holding the door open for another coming after me, stopping, turning around to extend a hand.

A smile, a kind word, taking time for a conversation are all actions of hospitality.

Om Shanti-Yakuzan