PLENTY OF ROOM INSIDE
Over the years, it has occasionally seemed that I simply couldn’t handle any more difficulties, almost as though my life was a somewhat small room that could contain only so many troubles. I’m not sure where that thought came from – that belief that my inner spirit is a compact and cramped place – but as the years have passed, I have come to see it as far from the truth. My inner spirit, my “heart and soul”, like all of ours, is vast beyond measure. There are no walls to someone’s inner being, no boundaries to a person’s thoughts and feelings and vivacity and passion. The inner spirit that all of us have can spread itself out across infinite distances inside us. When we passed this view of farm land and distant hills on our 10-mile bike ride this morning,
I thought of the endless room inside all of us, enough to hold vast distances of compassion and patience and love and lightheartedness. There’s boundless space in our hearts and souls, both for all the blessings of life and for all its countless disappointments. As difficulties arise in my life, I simply need to say, as I do when success shows up, “Come on in. There’s plenty of room.”
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TALKING TO THE WORLD
Outside his window the wide world is growing and getting more wonderful. It does this all the time, taking its sweet time to show how it makes miracles even while he’s sitting silently with a cup of tea. Talking to the world is easy when it's so wide open in front of him as he sips and silently speaks so his thoughts softly throw themselves across the everlasting distances of this world into which he somehow came ashore back in 1941.