Today I surrender.

At last,

my silent friend

and inscrutable companion,


have made it

abundantly clear

that Joy

has nothing to do

with getting

what I want.

That Joy

is no mere

vanilla flavored


but the unreasonable Fire

of Love

the Fire that made me

heart soul mind body

as it makes

everyone and 



or perhaps


the passageway

called Death.

And so in the heat

of the day

and the cold

of night

I consecrate myself

to Joy.

In grief

and in loss

in giving

and cherishing

and in all the human acts

that open me

to pain 

and pleasure

I consecrate myself

to joy.

For you

in your happiness

and your heartbreak

I consecrate myself

and you

both of us together

and the whole

of the vast

and sacred world

to immortal joy.

In hurt and anger

in fear and loneliness

in the labyrinths

of hell

I abandon myself

and consecrate myself

to the deep

immortal joy

that is 

the creative Purpose

of all Life

final and unending.

In laughter and in sorrow

in old age and ignominy

in ignorance and judgment

and in the ridiculousness

of my false hopes

I consecrate myself

to Joy!


Trudi Lee Richards

Author, poet, Spanish-English translator; Activist and community builder. Member of the international Community of Silo's Message ( and its Portland, Oregon and Red Bluff, California communities ( Published work includes "On Wings of Intent, a biography of Silo," "Soft Brushes with Death, a Jorge Espinet Primer," "Fish Scribbles," and "Experiences on the Threshold - with Silo's Message." Also publisher and editor of "Human Future," an independent review published in San Francisco, California, from 1989 to 1996. Mother of five grown kids/stepkids and five step grandkids; Long ago graduate of Stanford University; Lives in Portland, Oregon.