A few years ago I participated in a group exercise in which the facilitator asked us to share a brief reflection on what our hopes were for ourselves as we moved forward in our daily lives. We were encouraged to think spiritually more so than materially. It took some time for all ten of us to compose and then share our reflections aloud. When my turn came, I was struck with an inner clarity of just why these twelve words matter to me that I simply listed vertically in a list on a 4 by 6 index card. All of the words that came to me were complete onto themselves (See words in the image) even as they “fit” together and had meaning as a part of the others. For certain, I could have reflected at length on each word in my list the way others did in our circle, but didn’t. I simply read each word as it came and said nothing more.
You are welcome to join me in this reflection by choosing your own words in your own list and see what comes. The exercise is ridiculously simple. But if you give it time, and let whatever words you choose to sink in so that you see them every day over a period of time, you’ll be surprised at what rises up within yourself and how your words deepen in meaning over time.
My little list and why these twelve words matter to me, has remained alongside my computer now for three years and counting. Though the paper they’re printed on has yellowed and curled with time, each word continues to inform and have meaning for me. Today, I’ll reflect on the first of the twelve words and share others in additional posts over time.
Opportunity seldom comes knocking,
it needs to be coaxed, covered, prayed into and fed
with no guarantees of sticking around.
But I’ll chance it, still, and why? Because
tomorrow comes longing for something to wear,
a cowl of colors for the Spirit’s new home.