My fridge is full of those magnetic words you can use to create inspiring thoughts or amusing reflections. Th other day I asked my son to put together something inspiring since the current collection of insights had been there awhile. He chose three words:

Wisdom is here.

Jack: “Mom, does that make sense?”
Me: “It makes perfect sense.” And I took a picture of it.
Jack: “Are you going to post that?”

So I am.

I was listening to a Tara Brach podcast yesterday. She commented that meditation is core training in remembrance. In other words, we meditate to remember to be present and here. Because yes…

wisdom is here.

…to love life, to love it even when you have no stomach for it

and everything you’ve held dear crumbles like burnt paper in your hands,

your throat filled with the silt of it.

When grief sits with you, its tropical heat

thickening the air, heavy as water

more fit for the gills than lungs;

when grief weighs you like your own flesh

only more of it, an obesity of grief,

you think, How can a body withstand this?

Then you hold life like a face

between your palms, a plain face

no charming smile, no violet eyes,

and you say, yes, I will take you

I will love you, again.

~Ellen Bass