Thursday, October 08, 2009

On Becoming

The tests of survival in today’s state of economy, culture and employ seem ever more challenging than in the past. When I was young I used to think I was born in the wrong age and longed for a simpler, more basic existence of life closer to the earth. Then after I got married we bought a farm. Life did not ease up. Working a full time job, raising a family and living by the earth was more than my sanity could reconcile at times.

There were lots of new directions since then, but every one was a choice of intent with the goal of understanding better true meaning in life. And I have come to find that life on this planet never gets simpler without the realization that true life is one of a higher bearing.

Yesterday in a meeting at work, in discussion of managing our workload during a twice-yearly, pre-conference ramp-up, our manger said, “It is time to act in a more masterful way in all we do.” I see some ease from that level—a stepping back to a place of balance, peace, and being.

Still, we continue in our stride, perhaps more consciously.

A poem:

On Becoming

A song of soul predominates this being.

The fabric of past -- rich,


and worn.

Yet now –

so much to complete,


And in its review -- an overtone

as a summer wind

a forest awakening.

How many years? How many weeks?

In which hour

is the turning?

New pages of cloth,

bleached by the sun,

renewed in autumn’s blessing

and bound in a book of becoming.

The seasons of life try each soul

by the song of divine intent

I am becoming.


1 comment:

  1. Thanks for your greatness, Ardi... and for being one of those Souls who is teaching me that I, too, am becoming. Reading your words is something I definitely look fwd to, and I agree that simplicity and yet the higher way of seeing is what it takes for me ... it takes me sometime to sort that out now and again, but like cream, I rise to the top ;oD