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I spend so much time in the air, grasping at clouds, ducking from rain. I forget: Peace is my trampoline.
I focus on the bounce and not the solid surface below on which I land, every time. Without fail….every time.
There is nothing except that which lies beneath. The rest is a misty dream, random and obscured.
I can stop jumping. Any day now, I could stop.
But I keep fearing the drop…keep thinking that the ground will disappear and I will sink.
Further and further I will sink,
So I think.
I’ll jump slowly. I’ll take Someone with me. I’ll remember I am not alone.
And I’ll witness the clouds, the sun and the rain.
I will breathe with clarity and deliberation, forgive the highs, the lows
And everything in between.
In short, I will remember
That peace is my trampoline.