Human

When is it ever done?

When will we have arrived

at this mysterious place

called ‘Wholeness’,

this sense of 'Being Healed'?

The true mystery is,

why we ever left it

in the first place,

giving up a state of being

safe, loved and complete

to embark on this 

wild adventure called

Being Human.

Inhabiting a human body with

all its pain and suffering…

Why would anyone willingly

trade ecstasy for agony?

And yet, 

to be human

is also this:

To be swept up

in a wave of rapturous bliss,

to feel tender fragility

in all its beauty,

to grow, to evolve, 

to create.

To know the darkest night,

alone in the cold,

then see the light of dawn,

hear the sweet chorus of joy,

feel the warm sun on your face.

The destination of 'arriving' 
may lie far off in the distance,

but the highs and lows

of the journey itself, 
are the magic of being alive. 

And this beauty 

is what it means to be

Human.