Contemplative Jenn is longing, forcefully
but I just don’t know how to do it. There are people I know, am in awe of, actually, who live their lives this way on a daily basis, arms wide open, minds and hearts open, too. These are the people who are fascinated and excited by the turns life takes at any given moment, who actively seek to know their world, interact with it instead of just being in it. In order to be that engaged, that amazed and grateful, it seems that one must also be open to the pain and suffering of the world, be willing to embrace it with those arms, that heart, that mind, and perhaps be hurt by it in the process of truly knowing it. One must be fearless, and persistent. Being a little bit broken helps, I think, but aren’t we each broken in some way, in need of some repair? In this process of knowing the world and loving it are moments of greatness, sublime glimmers of joy that make this approach to living worthwhile, imperative, in fact. I see glimmers of this promised land, this hopefulness, within myself, but those are rare moments that are far too fleeting. I hope to get there someday, to be able to open my arms, my heart, to life, without fear or trepidation. Wish me luck!




