Just Be

What I thought were sufferings were jewels
What I thought were sharp edges were caressing nudges
What I thought was abandonment was compassionate nurturing
What I thought was the enemy was the teacher
What I thought was ignorance was the lesson
What I thought was darkness was You holding the Light
What I thought was death was Eternal Light
What I thought was the Other was You
What I thought was You was my own Self.

'Don't think', says the Self.
'Just Be'.