“Come, come whoever you are, though you’ve broken your vow a hundred times, come again.”    Rumi

My journey is full of missteps and sometimes out of pure exhaustion, there are no steps at all.  But I come back, to start again as if I this next time I will make it to the end.  Sometimes I really don’t want to; I doubt myself and the point even behind my efforts.  There is a constant invitation to come; the door is never closed and  there is no judgment given on the quality of my walk.  I am accepted as I am, even when I fail to believe, even when I judge myself…the invitation is always there, patiently waiting for my response.

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