Exploring your identity is to know what glowing stuff you’re made of,
and where it comes from, and why, and how:
the path always pushes deeper inward
until you come to the waiting door
© Meisaan Chan
Exploring your identity is to know what glowing stuff you’re made of,
and where it comes from, and why, and how:
the path always pushes deeper inward
until you come to the waiting door
© Meisaan Chan
You can forget about me, says the Lord
but then you will be forgetting your strongest strength
© Meisaan Chan
Sometimes you take your time
and so to be with you, I, too, need to slow down
and find contentment in matching footstep with footstep
© Meisaan Chan
is impatience
© Meisaan Chan
If you only learn from wise humans
you are missing most of the lessons
© Meisaan Chan
All my ways are death paths
all your ways are life paths
© Meisaan Chan
It takes a certain strength
to place your worries at the altar of the Lord
and it takes a different strength
to leave them there
© Meisaan Chan
Do not neglect your wounds:
they are your map for how to get home
© Meisaan Chan
I shall not lounge languidly in heaven
but shall continue where I left off, not one footstep removed,
infinitely approaching the infinite heart
© Meisaan Chan
It might be afraid to fall off the edge
but its surrender is what makes it beautiful
© Meisaan Chan
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