Monday, September 28, 2015

Light

Mirror, Mirror on the wall.
Show me the fairest of them all.

I stand in front of my mirror, and I look upon it, only to find it hard to see myself.
I stand in front of my mirror, suddenly aware of the lack of attention I have given.
I stand in front of my mirror, afraid and conscious that I cannot see myself again.
I stand in front of my mirror, saddened by my own neglect to clean this mirror.
I stand in front of my mirror, asking myself when and why it has come to this.

Unable to see.

This mirror of mine, my window to my own,
I have only myself to bear its condition,
I have only myself to blame for its condition.

Wanting to see.

This mirror of mine, slowly, let it be surely so.
If it must be iron that chisels you, I will do so.
Long past was the opportunity for soft cloth, 
Gentleness will avail nothing to clean this dirt.

I need strength. 
Give me strength.
I need hope.
Give me hope.

For I long to see my own.


Friday, September 11, 2015

Needs and wants

The hunger that infests my body is as naturally part of my body as the air I take in every breath. Yet, as we are not the air that gives us essential breath, neither are we the desires that our body hungers for.

Many a time, our hunger becomes the more than a sensation, it drives us to feed it, it overwhelms our being such that we become a tool for to sate it. That is when we have lost our being to the hunger, a great loss indeed.

We must be cognizant of where our hunger comes from, what it alludes to, and where it stands in the scheme of our being. Only then can we combat the invisible, the implicit and the natural.

This hunger comes from our basal animalistic desires, it comes from a place low and dark, gritty and primal.

It tells us to sate it, to fulfill each of its desires and to be intoxicated by its fulfilment. There is no end in sight.

Due to its lowly position, it has no place in beings ascribed to the highest of the high (At Tinn, verse 4). It's fulfilment is an illusion and a trap, and it's denial, although difficult and unnatural, is the path best taken with constancy.

May we be given strength to continually battle the hunger within us