The Tumbling
A Poem
See how Oneness seems to flow- diverging and converging, see how the 10,000 things settle into their rightful place each according to their unique characteristics.
Every falling leaf off every tree finds its perfect spot on the ground. Every odd shaped pebble washed into the creek’s laughing waters fits just so in the riverbed.
The subtle tapestry- grains of sand on the beach.
Trust that each of us (with shame-filled indentations, sharp ego-edges worn down by friction and baggage of accumulated history) will be tumbled about by forces within and without and eventually land in our perfect spot in life.
Resistance is futile- or at the very least somewhat tiring and often painful
Be wide open to the possibility that this point in time and space is that exact location.
“It is possible to come into such profound alignment with the moral and spiritual axis of the universe that every moment of your life is a walk in grace, and that you know without any doubt that you are in the right place at the right time” Craig Hamilton





