You cannot go on indefinitely being just an ordinary, decent egg. We must be hatched or go bad.
Look at the facts of the world. You see a continual and progressive triumph of the good. I do not pretend to understand the moral universe; the arc is a long one, my eye reaches but little ways; I cannot calculate the curve and complete the figure by the experience of sight; I can divine it by conscience. And from what I see I am sure it bends towards justice.
Let difficulty transform you. And it will. In my experience, we just need help learning how not to run away.
The degree to which you are willing to embrace the pain of recovery, is the degree to which you will experience healing.
It is never too late to be what you might have been.
All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy, for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter into another.
If you live in the dark a long time and the sun comes out, you do not cross into it whistling. There is an initial uprush of relief at first, then- for me, anyway-a profound dislocation. My old assumptions about how the world works are buried, yet my new ones aren’t operational. There’s been a death of sorts, but without a few days in hell, no resurrection is possible.
Always be a work in progress.
(Curated and adapted for KUF from the 2018 Soul Matters materials for the theme ‘EMERGENCE’ and other sources by Rev. Beckett Coppola.)