via A Wrong Step
Walking swiftly past a person clinging to thread bare clothes . Slow your steps a bit this time and see in the mirror . It’s another version of you . The bank card in your wallet or purse opens doors for you and well deserved , we know . The man , woman or child holding the sign that reads ” Please help ” has entered a place , perhaps , foreign to you . A wrong step and all support is gone if it was ever there at all .
Human to human and heart to heart . It goes by in a flash .
The silly needs space to be free . It is a way of healing old , emotional wounds . A way of releasing the weight of needless burdens . It is a way of opening the path to spontaneity and that is where limitless thinking is born .
Self imposed barriers …where are they born ? From the fears of adults that we were your caregivers when you were young ? The teachers that intimidated you in school ? From the people that told you that your ideas were foolish ?
At the water’s edge the soothing sounds and movement ask for a visit to one’s soul . And while sky beckons for dreams to be brought forth the trees whisper about living . Then there are those mountains and they don’t always let on that they are the great protectors . And sweet sun warming an injured heart until the moon reveals hidden depths in thinking of what’s next . Then stars like a magical blanket appear and sing a silent lullaby and take away your fears .
via Victory Unknown