The old joke says that’s the route to Carnegie Hall.  It is also the story of a life committed to spiritual principles.  We won’t GET there–wherever “there” is.  It is about learning to step each step more comfortably and surely.  Even when we–as we do–stumble.  Taking those prat falls with experience softens the hard cement at the end.

One of this morning’s readings talked about not being afraid of my fear.  My new fear recently is some kind of surprise and abhorrence with my face–it doesn’t look like the me I feel inside.  (This skyping thing brought a shock to see my face so up close and personal!).

It is the Divine face.  It is the face of everyone I meet that might be worn, disfigured, fat, pimpled, scowled, angry, messy and heartbreakingly beautiful.  It is the same face.

In the mirroring light of my love, YOU are revealed.