From Ann Glover O’Dell’s Midwifing the Soul:
God Fruit
I am
you are
he is
all God-fruit
from germinated holy seed
and ripening unevenly
appear misshapen and discolored
as if from bruising
or poor pollination.
I am
you are
he is
judged by size and shapeliness
and sometimes even fragrance
as would-be orchard laborers
determine if we’re worth
the time and trouble
to sift and sort for sale.
Even I
and you
and he
forget we are not
quality controllers
in the large warehouses of humanity
where clock time works against us.
The message is the thing
that seeks to penetrate the rind
for transformation of the seed capsules
to let burst forth the flavor of the core.
From Celia’s Images from a Reflecting Pool: a Journal:
On what “works” in work for me: “This morning I was very sleepy and relaxed–a little numb. As a result I slowed down at work to great benefit. I need to stop falling all over myself to get my work done.” Yet, the very next day, I wrote, “I seem to anticipate work and have a hard time doing that. I don’t handle a million things to do very well.” Yet, though I clearly recognized this in 1992, I still haven’t truly accepted it and planned my work accordingly.
I have a pattern of taking on more and more, getting “swamped,” and pulling back—only to repeat the same dynamic. I may be addicted to an adrenaline rush which my body can’t sustain over the long haul. So I end up anxious, and my husband does therapy for me over breakfast. Not fair to him or my real Self.
A Course in Miracles says that the first obstacle that peace must flow across is the desire to get rid of it. (T-19.IV.A.1:1)
How true!