It says on the sign over Jung’s studio door,
Called or Not Called God is Here.
When I was tossed into the cold and wild water
of a rapid in the Grand Canyon,
and to my amazement
I completely let go,
experiencing the delight of no fear.
A kind of grace, like death.
And once in the still of a long night of struggle
I heard the clear voice of Lotte
Call my name.
Prayer will bring in the needed help,
a shift in consciousness
a new view of the same situation.
A kind of grace, so many moments.