Staring into the abyss…

Staring into the abyss…
May 27, 2015 Kevin Brusett

Welcome to the edge. It’s my edge…not yours. You can pace it’s rim with me if you like, but it will always be mine. I can’t own your edge and you can’t own mine.

And don’t look down, into the deep. Fear will eddy and roil about in the emptiness and stutter your step, shifting your stride. It may be vapor and mist, memory and dream…real in your mind all the same.  Look only if you are prepared to own what you see.

I’ve come here of my own volition, with the promise of something different rattling around in the back of my reality. I dream that I could spend the rest of my life investing in others who can’t afford me, who don’t know that what I share will shape us both.  Some things are better left unsaid.

I spend my untended moments gazing into what might be. I’m as busy as I’ve ever been, investing in relationships, skills, opportunities…like a drifting man clutching at flotsam, piece by seemingly unconnected piece, until something bigger, stable…almost perceptively reliable comes into form.

And I’ve discovered a new perspective. At the moment that I long for what was, I find an appreciation for what might be yet in the making. And I know that my life will be less if I fully slide to one side or the other. They are in play, inseparably opposite, with a tethered gravity that balances the beauty of their diversity.

I have seen the deep…and it is me. Will I be willing to let myself be surrounded by me…fully immersed, that I might pass through the portal of my existence to re-enter life on the other side…content. Can I celebrate all of me?  Not in a listless way, but in a fully engaged, revitalized here I am in all my brokenness and passion…and this is enough.

I don’t know, but I’m betting yes. Join me…edge to edge…