I dare to dream something different.
Rainer Maria Rilke writes,
“Because once someone dared to want you,
I know that we, too, may want you…”
And I wonder—
what was the first desire?
The first dream?
Was it not God?
And if so, what does that mean for us—
that in the very moment of wanting,
of imagining,
of reaching toward something not yet formed…
we are participating in creation itself?
Perhaps the first dream was not separate from us.
Perhaps it is still happening through us.
The poem speaks of ravaging the mountain for gold—
digging, striving, reaching into the depths.
And I recognize that energy:
The longing.
The seeking.
The devotion wrapped in effort.
But then—something shifts:
A surrender.
“It will be brought forth into day
by the river that mines
the silences of the stone…”
The river listens,
It returns,
It shapes in due “time”.
The paradox revealed:
We do not need to seek.
And still, we seek.
We do not need to wait.
And still, we wait.
God is not arriving.
God is here and has always been.
What we desire is not separate from what we are.
“Even when we don’t desire it, God is ripening.”
So what, then, is our role?
To strive?
To surrender?
To sit still?
To move?
Yes!
We seek and know it has already arrived.
We sit and trust what is unfolding.
We stand and reach again.
We create within the tension of both.
This is the threshold: a constant becoming.
The natural elements arise without force.
We are those elements.
We are the river.
We are the stone.
We are the gold.
We are God!
Ripening is something we allow ourselves to witness.
So the question becomes, amongst all desires:
Are you willing to witness this?
To witness yourself?
The world reflects what we are willing to see.
Like the mirror on a car that says,
“Objects in mirror are closer than they appear…”
Life is whispering the same. What you seek is closer.
What you are becoming is already here.
So then—
Do we allow ourselves to ripen or rot?
indieHealer 
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