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What an order. How foreign the notion of accepting whatever it is that comes. The poet speaks of the jewelled silver bridle for her bull, but my bull's bridle would be of braided silk, strands so soft and warm, so comforting, that the Beast would welcome its bridal bridle.
But for me? For me to accept the unexpected? That will require deep breaths, trust, an overall recognition that gratitude is always appropriate—nay, necessary—when gods give gifts. And what better manifestation of gratitude than the full-hearted acceptance of the gift, no matter how strange, no matter how unexpectedly frightening. Gods' gifts don't always answer prayers but may represent the next level—a path we with our limited vision would never have been able to foresee. Accept what will take you beyond, for that will always be where you need to go.
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