The Call
Discovering Why You Are Here
Chapter One
The Call
I have heard it all my life,
A voice calling a name I recognized as my own.
It comes most often just before I fall asleep. There on the
edge of restful darkness, as the defenses of a sharp and
demanding mind crumble just a little around the edges,
forbidden thoughts and unwanted feelings make a bid for
consciousness. It has come for years, not every night, but
intermittently, when I close my eyes: an image on the back of
my eyelids, unbidden and unwelcome, an image of my own wrists,
slit and bleeding.
I know this isn't what you expect from someone who writes
about the deepest longings of the heart and soul, someone who
has asserted and believes that we are in our essential nature
compassionate and capable of being fully present. It's not
what you expect from someone whose life is filled with
meaningful work she enjoys, intimate relationships she values,
and a commitment to cultivating a daily connection to the
Sacred Mystery that is larger than herself.
It's not what I expect. But there it is. Most often in the
image, my hands are completely cut off.
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