The Paradox of Gratitude

Dear God,

Thankyou.

You drove me from society’s meanness and hypocrisy so that I can recover and arise anew far away from prying eyes.

Thankyou.

You took me out of all I had been, sent me to the ends of the earth, crushing all my practices, making me consider all I have done and been through, questioning dogma and ritual.

Thankyou.

You made me suffer in my body so that I appreciate the important things.

Thankyou.

You have left me with nothing so that I may be ready for anything.

Thankyou.

You have shunned and ignored me so that my ego may know humiliation and disappear.

Thankyou.

You have whittled me down to nothing so that I may know the expansiveness of my true self.

Thankyou.

You have shown me abuse, trauma, destitution, pain, destruction, betrayal, corruption, rape and murder so that I may know love, care, abundance, peace, creative bountifulness, bliss, fullness and the true life of the inner self.

Thankyou.

I submit to the great teacher of experience who opens my eyes to its hollowness.

Thankyou.

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