April 6, 2010

I am still intrigued by that poem fragment from last week’s Note. I’ve been reading it and thinking about it ever since.

I am withholding something, and that is making me weak; it is myself I am withholding from my life; my salvation is in surrender.

I wonder what it is that I must surrender? Ah, I must surrender my defenses!

Why? Because life is an adventure, and as we know from all good tales, adventure takes place beyond the walled city, out in the unknown world. Without vulnerability, there is no real adventure.

I surrender my defenses, engage the adventure of life, and see what happens!