Sometimes I just can’t seem to find the answers I seek. You, too?

I search and search, reading and journaling, asking questions and sitting in silence, and still I feel lost. I feel frustrated and angry because I tell myself that I’m “supposed” to know more, do more, “get it”. And then something happens that makes me realize that I’ve been pushing and trying when I might be better served by being patient and allowing the right answer, the right action to arise in it’s own time.

This poem helped me to see that. Perhaps it will be helpful to you, too.

Unconditional by Jennifer Welwood

Willing to experience aloneness,
I discover connection everywhere;
Turning to face my fear,
I meet the warrior who lives within;
Opening to my loss,
I gain the embrace of the universe;
Surrendering into emptiness,
I find fullness without end.

Each condition I flee from pursues me,
Each condition I welcome transforms me
And becomes itself transformed
Into its radiant jewel-like essence.
I bow to the one who has made it so,
Who has crafted this Master Game;
To play it is purest delight;
To honor its form — true devotion.