Time

I am grateful for all the Time I have been given.  It is a true gift.  Who gives it? God? Grace itself?

What I'm talking about is the long-term, the now decades-long incubation that my soul seems to require to work things out.  Soul time is different.

I think Thomas Moore is right.  Some things are unresovable, they simply have to be accepted.  But in that process of surrender, something else happens.  You become something else.  You transcend and evolve, morphing into something big enough to embrace all the contradictions and impossibilities inherent in a situation...while you're not looking.

What I'm referring to here is really not "personal growth" although arguably it includes that.  I'm thinking of something deeper.  Everything is refracted with soul, it can't be reduced to cause-and-effect explanation and it certainly defies logic and expectation.  Its fruit is maturity, discernment, wisdom, and the calm, quiet acceptance of the both/and reality of lived experience.  It can engender a greater appreciation for the sublety within simplicity.