No Other Way To Get Through

The message I keep hearing from people is how tired they are, how utterly weary and exhausted. The message I keep hearing in response from Nature is: Now is the time to collapse. Now is the time to be fallen, to dissolve like the snow. It's perfectly OK to sink, to let go, to become scattered thistle silk. Fall into Me. You are held. It was precisely your attempt to elevate, to ascend, to surmount and overcome, that exhausted you, and brought you to this trough in the light, this furrow in my loam. Here is your work now: abandon the quest. Only when you drop like a withered seed in complete surrender, will you be born like the new Sun from the very night you embrace. Don't strive for dawn. Let your darkness be the manger. There is no other way to get through this miracle.

Image: by Susan Seddon-Boulet