someone pointed me to the last few chapters of 'eat, pray, love' recently.
so i settled in and checked them out again.
and i got this part.......
i'm a bit off this morning with time and just now heading to ride
my bike. this is what i'm taking along with me to think on -
'They say that an oak tree is brought into creation by two forces at
the same time. Obviously, there is the acorn from which it all begins,
the seed which holds all the promise and potential, which grows into
the tree. Everybody can see that. But only a few can recognize that
there is another force operating here as well - the future tree itself,
which wants so badly to exist that it pulls the acorn into being, drawing
the seedling forth with longing out of the void, guiding the evolution
from nothingness to maturity. In this respect, say the Zens, it is the oak
tree that creates the very acorn from which it was born.'
'I think about the woman I have become lately, about the life that I am now living,
and about how much I always wanted to be this person and live this life,
liberated from the farce of pretending to be anyone other than myself. I
think of everything I endured before getting here and wonder if it was
me-I mean, this happy and balanced me, who pulled the other, younger,
more confused and more struggling me forward during all those hard years.
The younger me was the acorn full of potential, but it was the older me,
the already existent oak, who was saying the whole time: 'Yes - grow!
Change! Evolve! Come and meet me here, where I already exist in
wholeness and maturity! I need you to grow into me!' And maybe it was this
present and fully actualized me who was hovering four years ago over that
young married sobbing girl on the bathroom floor, and maybe it was me
who whispered lovingly into that desperate girls' ear, 'Go back to bed,
Liz...' Knowing already that everything would be OK, that everything
would eventually bring us together here. Right here, right to this moment,'
i love this when i reread it the other day.
and this morning as i type it, i find it makes me cry.
gonna go think about it as i ride.
wanted to share.......