Sometimes the waves of life seem to pick us up in their fury and heave us upon the jagged rocks that line the shore...
Breaking us into an infinite number of pieces so that we come to a place where we don't even recognize ourselves anymore.
The mystics throughout the world's religions
all echo the same sentiment;
that in our brokenness -if we turn within- we can be made whole.
That it is when we come to a spiritual state of emptiness and intense longing for truth and God that our hearts are ripe to receive fresh revelation.
I had come to a place of brokenness and longed for some light to seep into my heart which felt only the bitter sharpness of a darkness so unforgiving and relentless that it was as if my soul was trying to breathe underwater.
In these moments of intense longing, like a supernova, a truth so precious and transforming crested the dark mountains adorning the spiritual landscape of my soul. My consciousness was flooded with joy and light.
In that moment I realized that what I sought, God, was always with me. In fact, He was closer to me than my very self.
A thousand sighs cannot express
This helpless feeling of brokenness.
Oh Love that stings but no less equips
Give me strength to draw back anger's ships.
Hold these thoughts so very fierce,
Stay the arrow that threatens to pierce
This heart so heavy, sluggish, tired,
This soul needing to be God-inspired.
Flood my bones with joy's true flight.
Employ a thousand waves of light,
Until my parched throat no longer aches,
Until my soul no longer breaks.
Whole again as I've always stood
Now realizing what I always should.
That which is behind sorrow, behind pain,
When all dissipates even the shame,
Left naked and bare at center's core,
Is God; I am no more.
Peace is found when we are zero-
Illusions slain by love's eternal arrow.
I know then that I was never truly broken
For I am one with the first syllable ever spoken.
Jessica Mokrzyckl: "I am a mother of two beautiful children and have been married for almost ten years now. I seek the truth into my own nature and that of God's and explore my experiences and reflections on a regular basis on my blog Ascending The Hills. I have found a lot of inspiration and direction from the Bhagavad Gita and other Vedic scriptures and have found that chanting has been an invaluable spiritual practice that I engage in daily."You may contact me via my facebook page here.
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