God speaks to each of us as he makes us,
then walks with us silently out of the night.These are the words we dimly hear:You, sent out beyond your recall,
go to the limits of your longing.
Embody me.Flare up like a flame
and make big shadows I can move in.Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.
Just keep going. No feeling is final.
Don't let yourself lose me.Nearby is the country they call life.
You will know it by its seriousness.Give me your hand.Book of Hours, I 59 - Rainer Marie Rilke
Get into "the limits of your longing." First define what longing means and how it offers possibilities and problems.
What does it feel like to move into the terror and just keep going?
Discover ways to let life energize rather than show its seriousness to cause frustration.
Use laughter with play to live in each moment as you consider definitions.
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