you
what I think is the truth of your
spiritual identity…Actually, I don’t
have a
clue. But I know that you feel it
best when you’re not doing much –
when you’re
in nature, when you’re
very quiet or, paradoxically, listening
to music.
I know you can feel it and hear it in the
music you love, in the base line, in the harmonies, in the silence between
notes: in Chopin and Eminem, Emmylou Harris, Neil Young, Bach, whomever. You
can close your eyes and feel the divine spark concentrated in you….You are
Spirit, you are love, and even though it is hard to believe sometimes you are
free. You’re here to love, and be loved, freely. If you find out next week that
you are terminally ill – and we’re all terminally ill on this bus – what will
matter are memories of beauty, that people loved you, and that you loved them….Rest
and laughter are the most spiritual and subversive acts of all. Laugh, rest,
slow down….You’ve done amazing things. And you are loved; you are capable of
lives of great joy and meaning. It’s what you are made of. And it’s what you’re
here for. Take care of yourselves; take care of one another.” ~ Anne Lamott, Plan B: Further Thoughts on Faith
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