I am on the threshold of a new beginning, a new page so to speak. For instance, I am in the process of getting ready to move, a move that will take me from the Rocky Mountains to the shores of Lake Michigan. Anyone who knows me knows that change is not easy, but I have faith that I will be exactly where I am supposed to be.
At a different level, I am beginning to see the story within through observing the story without whether it be through conversation, music, the written word, art, etc. It doesn’t make any difference if we are in the same room or halfway around the world. What is important is the spark of knowing that is ignited through a sense of deeper, yet higher awareness. The joy of the journey is being brought to awake as we are lifted out of our smallness.
For me it is like being a child again running through fields of green, wide open and free, breathless for the ongoing reverie. I see the vastness of the many birthed by the One. I feel the wonder of this magnificent creation.
Ram Dass says, “we are just walking each other home.” When we have eyes to see and the heart to feel through the unique genres of expression we light a candle in the darkness.