If I could just constantly repeat “Ohmmmm.  Hum,” I think I would be making spiritual progress.  If I could not urgently insist on trying this solution and offering that suggestion and trying to understand why this and that doesn’t work out–I’d be in heaven.

But as it is now, I’m firmly anchored in a human existence.  My feet are connected to my shadow at the ground level.  Ground level–humus, earth, humility.  They say that humility is recognizing that I am not in charge of the world, that I cannot make things happen the way I think they should, that it is the opening of the heart so the grace of God can enter.  Cleaning house and opening it up for a potluck of gods maybe.

The key is to set aside what I think “should” happen.

I set aside for peace of mind here and now, there and then, all day in every way to feel the sweet shade of the Presence that is in the pause.  The pause that refreshes is the awareness of the Divine working through me, not me as the god of the world struggling to force solutions.

Pause.  Refresh.