All that has never yet been spoken
I believe in all that has never yet been spoken.
I want to free what waits within me so that what no one has dared to wish for
may for once spring clear without my contriving.
If this is arrogant, God, forgive me, but this is what I need to say. May what I do flow from me like a river, no forcing and no holding back, the way it is with children.
Then in these swelling and ebbing currents, these deepening tides moving out, returning, I will sing you as no one ever has,
streaming through widening channels into the open sea.
—Rainer Maria Rilke
At this onset of sweet summertime, this is my prayer, friends — for you, for me, for all of us.
May we bask in the simple freedom of LIVING and truly and simply live.
May we not be impeded by what others think or say or by the limits we place on ourselves in fear.
May we instead let flow from us what needs to flow and receive with open arms whatever this glorious mystery of today might hold.
May what it hold look something like head-tossed-back laughter, simple smiles and exchanges with strangers, letting those you love know just that – you love them, space for silence and rest, the call to rise up and dance or sing or play, and gratitude for all that was and is.
In the opening sea of today, as Mary Oliver would kindly and plainly pose, “Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?”
Go, live it, and tell me…