Anger and dissatisfaction have been stirring within me.
From a place of feeling solid, stable, strong
I want to move forward towards new growth and greater wisdom.

Yet when I seek, reach out, ask
I am faced with nothing new, nothing transformational,
nothing beyond the current paradigms that lock us in and hold us down.
And so I am angered.

Or perhaps, my eyes cannot see new things
and my ears cannot hear new things
Perhaps my mind is what is constrained.

I quest inwards
Seeking the tainted lenses and crystalized screens of mist.
Planning to find hope where they shatter
and joy as they crumble.

Yet when I reach the inner orifices of my mind,
I pause to wonder if perhaps it wouldn’t be more appropriate
to slowly and gently and shine them, buff them, refine them
With the care of a jeweler or a neurosurgeon.

Perhaps the penetrating force of anger brought me here,
And now it is time to move on to the warm transformative
Power of Love.
The warmth that can forge metals and shape a gold stone.

This process, much like the one that forms diamonds in the rough
will take time.
A long slow leaning forward – a powerful but perhaps subtle pressure.
The evolutionary impulse – that vivid and vivacious longing for
a more beautiful living harmony – is the flowering manifestation of potential.