Birthright

This is from my writing this morning: Thomas Merton said that our job is not to examine whether a person is worthy of love before offering it, but to offer it nonetheless. The love itself will render both ourselves and our neighbors worthy.

Birthright

From a place of limitless love, let me be free.
Free to share that love, without first checking whether it should be applied.

Let me let it flow.
Let it be the language of my actions and the forgiveness of my thoughts.
Let me give it without restriction.
If I feel rejection, let me return love.
If I feel judged, let me return love.

Expressed without anxiety
Or the expectation of return,
Let me exude love
From an abundance
That is
Birthright.

Living with memory,
Past slights,
Fear of rejection,
Anticipating division,
All this
Healed through the sharing
Of love.

Love anyway.
Love always.
C. Scribner © 1/7/20

Unanticipated, isn’t it, that ordinary days become extraordinary in the simplest of ways, by a change in thought, capturing of memory, a chance meeting, a bit of conversation. What has changed? It’s perception, subtle, easily overlooked. Being present allows a little time for a breath between action and reaction.