On a deserted mountain road,
under ageless sentinel sequoia
and a velvet night sky tossed with
the diamonds of measureless Beings,
you said,
“This is your happy moment.”
A gift, this moment, even during
years when it seemed so far away.
An even bigger gift, the moment when
the capacity to create such moments
for others arrived…
Colorado’s Twilight Peak, glowing
under a full moon and an orgy of
stars, so full, so ripe, so robust
as to snatch the breath and leave
one speechless…
Abiqui, Georgia’s sacred place,
found after a lifetime of inexplicable searching,
at the end of a funky road no one else would ever find.
Mapless, compass-full…
A mirrored sunset on a hidden lake in Teton,
where my heart burst,
and flooded that beyond-love to all my co-travellers
on the path,
bringing them to that place at that moment
to share in forever splendor.
The elegance of a business idea downloaded complete,
the supremely and gloriously painful birthing
of spirit into matter -
esoteric to practical.
Those search for the spiritual self they thought they knew in esoteric stories,
crying inside for their old friend, their comfortable days,
needing to look between the slats of business plans
and targets to discover the new spirit within.
Spirit into matter.
Moments of supreme solitude
with a consciousness of sharing -
across distances, across spans -
with teachers, guides, road companions, kingdoms, life.
You opened what was already there.
That gift,
Bold Sacrifice.

Jenna Wayne, 8.29.2008