If there is a “peace that passes all understanding,” then it is not something that the mind would recognize.  And there is the problem.  The mind completely and thoroughly recognizes chaos and anxiety and change and difficulties.  In fact, that’s what the mind excels at–discerning problems. 

So I pray for something that my most active human component won’t recognize.  In fact, the mind often sees serenity as boredom, or the calm before the storm.  What a long haul it is to retrain that most excellent protective friend.

That is why I chant over and over “I love you.”  “I am safe.”  “Pure peace and ease surrounds me.”  Today, going into change, ambiguity, shock purported to be better communications, avoidance behaviors declared as “working things out together,” I will loosen the grip of the frantic fear that NOTHING MAKES SENSE.  WE ARE BEING LED BY IDIOTS TO THE ABYSS.  I will just allow that fear to go through me, perhaps grant myself an indulgence and let the mystifying moment pass.

(One good benefit of this time is that it has made me aware of my own insane illusion–that more caffeine, Mt. Dew, and sugar will help!  Bring on the hysterical laughter!)

Peace of the purest path meets my feet.  The Divine Lady beckons, even when she seems to slip beyond the curve ahead.  I breathe her light green fragrance, I see the blooms that have opened in her wake.