Blessings keep falling in my lap

Are you ready for your blessings?

Are you ready to go?

Are you ready to say goodbye?

Are you ready to come home?

            Are you ready to say hello?

Are you ready to go back?

Are you ready to go

Are you ready to begin

            A new job

            A new school

            Re-enculturation

            Re-rooting

            Re-newing

Are you ready to change

            To grow

                        To learn and unlearn

Are you ready to sit in the tide pool

            And just be

Are you ready to hold on and let go

Are you ready to go

            And dare to

                        Reach, jump, leap, run

                                    On this moving ground

Are you ready to remove your sandals from your feet

and recognize that even this ground is holy

Can you stand with wonder and awe

and bask in the sacredness

Are you ready for your blessings?

            No matter how many times I say

            I’m not ready to go or to stay

The earth moves and the ground shakes

            And I find myself once again

            a stranger in a foreign land

I ready myself to walk

            Slowly

I long for the days I danced and delighted in the shower of blessings

and marveled at the miracles

            wholly and gratefully

            spilling out love

Slowly I receive those Graces

            I ready myself again for the overflow

I am already so full of sadness

            The love spills out

                        Gratefully and broken

I ready myself to take God’s hand

            And allow Her to lead me

            Through the sacred, unchartered territory

            And to my home with Her

Let the blessings and the miracles come

I am not ready

But I still pray to give myself fully to the adventure

of increasing attentiveness to God’s presence

Amen.