In The Ultimate Gift, Red Stevens says, "You don't begin to live until you've lost everything."
When I first heard that line, almost ten years ago, it seemed so spot on. Now, something about it gives me pause.
It almost nails it, not quite.
Yes, for some people ~ myself included ~ we need to lose all our familiar structures if we're going to rise like a phoenix out of the ashes. Many people ~ myself included ~ begin to live then because all we've lost are the appearances, leaving the too-often invisible overlooked missed reality.
Almost fourteen years ago, within an astonishing four weeks, practically every known strut & structure in my life disappeared. POOF!
John was still in my heart & by my side, but everything else - job, income, co-workers, savings, community, friends, family - vanished or receded to virtual invisibility.
Although I've been intellectually aware the Universe had stripped me down to basics so I could be retooled into something less akin to a Nissan Cube, more a Lamborghini, that couldn't have happened if I'd really lost everything.
If nothing else, in addition to never losing loving & true John, I never lost hope, faith that something indefinably MORE was possible, meant to be. If I could get out of my own way to let it emerge.
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