On: Losing my possessions
Is faith believing for what I don’t have
or letting go of what I have already?
Sometimes we fret and are anxious
Sometimes dark clouds invade our minds
and we worry
What will happen if?
What shall we do if?
Should I not take this action or that?
In case of …
We struggle to hold on to what we have
We decorate it …
We embellish it …
We improve it …
We develop it …
We pander to it’s every whim
And then we think one day
Well, is it us, do we like it ?
Reality is cheaper …
You cannot truly appreciate what you have
Until you let go of it
Sometimes circumstances snatch from us what we love (or possess)
Then it is we recognise how important it is – they are! …
~ We are separated from a loved one
We lose a treasured possession
We break some valuable ornament
~ The washing machine goes wrong ! …
Then we miss it, need it, we mourn our own loss
Rarely others
Can I see what I have?
Do I understand that worth?
Possessions always blind us
We ought to never possess anything
Just loan ~ Just borrow
This is freedom! This is faith!!!
Stand upon it!
Feed yourself upon it’s air ~ it’s space
And fight for what is right
Be anxious over what is wrong
This is faith
Got any mountains that need moving
Chuck them in the sea
Let go of your possessions
and happy you will be …
writtenbyedenbray05.01.1990
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#author’s note ~ In keeping with my decision to publish all my written essays and poems as an archive for my children, I now include On: Losing my possessions on this site.
I’m not sure I could, with hand-on-heart match the doe-eyed simplicity and honest faith contained in this piece that I wrote twenty-eight years ago but that I now applaud unreservedly just twenty-eight years later.
It is clearly the counter to the previous essay, carrying a spiritual submission and a soulful ladle of compassion as a temper, a guide rope that battens down, attached to an almost Buddhist temple of surrender, common sense and most uncommon wisdom.
writtenbyedenbray21.06.2018
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