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Grace Revisited: Still a Mystery

As Anne Lamott said, the mystery of grace “meets us where we are and does not leave us where it found us.”

No one and no one thing is immune.

We need not understand the mystery to experience it.

Grace strips away the nonessential, revealing our core— who we are— in mind and in body.

We have one body in a lifetime, and we require much of it. It delivers, ever adapting and adjusting to offer up the best experience available.

It is the heart that must make the mind bold to life anew, and somehow, it always does.

Grace moves us to deeds we once thought impossible.

Aim for Even posts offer equanimity a dose at a time. No day or dose is ever the same, even if the aim is. You may read about the origins of Aim for Even here or on this site’s About page.

There Isn’t Always a Reason

Let there be moments, unexplainable.

Let there be a few things that are mysterious,

for which you cannot supply any reason.

 Osho

When I came across the Osho quote this morning, I thought of chronic illness. I have no idea of the context of the quote but I doubt it is chronic illness.

Of late, I am more ill than not so my perception is a bit skewed but even on the good days, the energy of chronic illness is illusive.

There is always a daily dose if not always a daily blog post. 😉

Wondering 0614Some days, to aim for even is all I can do in my activities of daily living. After nearly four decades, I no longer get caught up in the why or the how. Both are in the bin of the unexplainable.

Chronic illness is a chaotic conversation— all but unintelligible—signals between body and mind. It is a vibrant world of sensation. The more I pursue, the more I perceive the mystery that is never solved. Reason has little to do with it.

Accepting the unexplainable has been a long time coming but it means that chronic illness is and has always been my most remarkable teacher. Consistently, it demands although it is inconsistent in its demands. There is no reason in that, either.

These days I don’t fight chronic illness nor do I put it on display as a series of labels. It is not a competition or a drama. Both are a waste of time.

I am not my body or my mind but a “pure center of awareness,” an acceptance of the unexplainable, an appreciation of the mysterious.

To date, that might be the most important lesson chronic illness has taught me: explore the mystery for there isn’t always a reason.

Aim for Even posts offer equanimity in daily doses. No day or dose is ever the same, even if the aim is. You may read about the origins of Aim for Even here or on this site’s About page. 

In Search of Grace

Today, I visited with an orthopedic doctor regarding the osteoarthritis in my hips. It seems I no longer have hip joints.

“They are gone,” he said.

How is that possible? Mainly, it is not impossible—this mystery of grace. In baring ourselves to the reality we have, we find resiliency.

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As Anne Lamott said, the mystery of grace “meets us where we are and does not leave us where it found us.” Impossible is never immune to transformation.

It’s mere mystery, unknowable, and it doesn’t matter that it is. Grace moves us to deeds we once thought impossible. The non-essential falls away to the ever essential, the life experience.

To open oneself to the mystery of grace is to discover and re-discover being. We are given only one body, which adapts as it must to one life change after another.

It is the heart that must make the mind bold to life anew, and somehow, it always does. As we are revealed so are we seen. Grace unlocks us.

Aim for Even posts offer equanimity in daily doses. No day or dose is ever the same, even if the aim is.  You may read about the origins of Aim for Even here or on this site’s About page. 

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