Yes, we had a small earthquake last night. Just strong enough to wake us up, each of us thought it was the other one kicking their legs. We acknowledged what it was, turned over, and went back to sleep. It was my third unidentified (by me) earthquake since moving to the west.
I find it fascinating that somewhere in most traditions it is said that God knows neither big nor small, different religions different words, same meaning. We, as humans, spend much of our life classifying what is big or small, what is manageable and what we let go to someone else, or let go entirely because we realize we cannot make a difference.
How much easier life becomes when we realize that which is ours, and release all else.
Let me have light hands
To hold what is mine
Release what is not
And grasp at nothing.
The Rev. Joe Niemiec Jr. began his spiritual quest in 1986 when he walked out of a Houston jail and was struck by the realization that his life was in shambles.
He began his quest for ‘getting back on track’ with 12 step programs, followed by learning and practicing meditation with a local Redding, California, teacher.