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broken wrist

This weighty and awkward cast was necessary when I tripped on the courtyard step ten days ago carrying a waterer on my way to the growing tomatoes. Clean break, no surgery needed...and (thank God) left hand. Lots of adjustment, shock, shaking up...just coming back from it so the postings here have been sparse for the last couple of weeks.

I begin to perceive the slowing down process that this physical debility, small though it is compared to most, is necessitating. I hope the discomfort, pain, tentative experimentation and downright frustration will open a deeper place inside that has been eluding me for a long time as I rush around trying to save the world. This is no longer possible...nor, I begin to dimply perceive, desirable.

The inner world is far from "sweetness and light". But it is where the Ground of Being resides.Getting there illumines the outer world in profound ways that weave the link between the two, inner and outer. I am glimpsing... 

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Kathy Purc | Reply 26.08.2013 20.02

With so many of us trying to" save the world" you'd think we would make a dent! Instead the world dents us. Glimpses when we need the whole picture. Search on!

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