Finding the paths we want to return to. (Photo by: Kelley Crawford)
A thousand times a day
I catch myself straying from
the path of acceptance.
It is so easy to lose oneself in
the this-and-that of ordinary existence
and miss the bounty of the moment.
Before long I am trapped
in a thicket of consensus reality
where acceptance is conditional
and outcome determines meaning.
The harder I try to extricate myself
the more enmeshed I become …
Until the futility of my predicament forces me
to exchange the judgement of experience
for the experience of judgement.
Then, before I know it, I find myself
back on the path of acceptance
for the one thousand and first time.