The Seed of You

Lately, I’ve become increasingly aware of an ongoing mental struggle I’ve been experiencing. It’s something many of us struggle with, something I’ve written of here before – Discipline, Organization, Productivity with the goal of producing something of broad, if not universal, value. Discipline and organization are clearly the parts needed to produce the whole of productivity. They are not however things I am well-known for (yet). I am in awe of anyone who is capable of them and is producing something that touches people, enhances their lives in some way – whether by feeding their bodies or their souls.

Yesterday, the Universe sent me a troop of messengers with answers to my dilemma. These messengers wore bloggers’ and poets’ clothing. They had much to say about how to live with heart, fulfill our purpose in life and limit our time surfing the net, reading blog posts, getting pulled down the rabbit hole of endless information consumption. The internet has much to offer, but in the course of offering us answers to almost any and every question, it can also be a huge black hole that can pull us away from our quest to produce something meaningful every day.

The answers suggested ways, both complicated and simple, to streamline my web browsing and have made me acutely aware (where I was formerly only, sorta, kinda, in a denial kind of way, aware) of how much time I waste each day reading “stuff” on the internet which does not further my goal of becoming a published author. They also hinted at how to lead a life of purpose and meaning…something a bit more intangible, but for which we can also exercise discipline and organization.

To wit,

What to Remember When Waking

In that first hardly noticed moment in which you wake,
coming back to this life from the other
more secret, moveable and frighteningly honest world
where everything began,
there is a small opening into the new day
which closes the moment you begin your plans.

What you can plan is too small for you to live.
What you can live wholeheartedly will make plans enough
for the vitality hidden in your sleep.

To be human is to become visible
while carrying what is hidden as a gift to others.
To remember the other world in this world
is to live in your true inheritance.

You are not a troubled guest on this earth,
you are not an accident amidst other accidents
you were invited from another and greater night
than the one from which you have just emerged.

Now, looking through the slanting light of the morning window
toward the mountain presence of everything that can be
what urgency calls you to your one love?
What shape waits in the seed of you
to grow and spread its branches
against a future sky?

Is it waiting in the fertile sea?
In the trees beyond the house?
In the life you can imagine for yourself?
In the open and lovely white page on the writing desk?

~ David Whyte ~


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