Radical Acceptance jyungar April 10, 2024 Yesterday the horizon was razor sharpThe azure blue sky abruptly ending Where the ocean claimed its watery turf As if, heaven and earth’s boundariesWere clearly delineated,Their limits forever setThe divine …safely distanced from the mortalThe depths of the oceans, however, are another matterThe vast geological variations hidden below the calm surfaceBetraying mountains as tall as and caverns as deep asAnything on the surface.What a contrast to the blue celestial nothingness of infinity.Today however all is differentIn the fog and haze of the same vistaThe horizon is barely visible.The grey clouds merge imperceptibly into the ashen gray oceanEverything lacks clarity as if…The heavens touch earth only in such times of visual blurringOf doubt and uncertaintyThe horizon now representing a leakage of sortsAllowing only now, for the perception of contact. In these two visions of the horizon lies the charge for radical acceptanceThe blessings of clarity and acuityBut also the place where all is lost All hope of contact is surrenderedAll belief questionedEspecially of the lost SelfThe illusions of control of one’s lifeEven morality/religiosityTeaching one the bloated sense of imitation piety meant nothing,Where the celestial spheres appear indifferent to the suffering and anguish belowWhere even the hiddenness of the Divine is itself hidden [1]Yet the knowledge that another day will harbor a different landscape and fuel another vision of that same horizonWith the hope of divine intervention in all its clarityforces on me Bears down on me a radical acceptance.That all this was meant to be this wayThis dualityThis oscillationHovering between the hope and despairClarity and confusionLight and darknessPencil razor-sharp horizon yesterday and blurring hues of grayness todayLearning so late in lifeThat equanimity of the soul is so preciousThat deep connection with higher SelfDemands the light AND the darkness withinAnd accepting this is the very challenge.[1] Likutei Moharan 56:3:19