Who Is He?

(Written in late 1993) 

Not special, no different from any other— Yet when I’m with him, I live in love and light.

He experiences the daily stresses of doing,

And the frustrations of incompleteness— Yet flows through it all in tenderness and surrender.

He sees the flaws and imperfections of human egos—

Yet chooses compassion over judgment.

He is misunderstood by the constraints of society, family, devotees— Yet he absorbs the thorns and pricks of judgment with love, acceptance and grace.

He constantly questions, experiments and creates with a sharp, clear mind,

Never accepting the thoughts of impossibility thrown out by those who live in fear and doubt—

Yet he does not judge those who cannot see.

He accepts with humility and gratitude being a channel for the Mother to move through,

Never wavering in his trust of Her who supports and sustains us all—

And through example he gives us the courage to trust as well.

A complete merging of He and She, inseparable and complete,

Here to guide us, through gentleness and love, up the steep and stony path to Union.

In human form, yet so much more, with all the frailties inherent in incarnation—

Yet beyond them all.

A beacon of light in the darkness,

A father, a mother, a friend, a lover—

My very Self.