The crest of a mountain becomes visible and anticipation grows in my heart . Each time there is a subtle building up of excitement and alone , or not , I can’t help but smile a little . Or maybe a lot .
My gaze is pulled towards the sky and then to overview of the landscape ahead . Thrilling my senses and awakening inspiration in my thoughts . Opening my arms as if that singular , simple act will welcome new adventures into life . Welcoming , inviting and daring the forces of my soul to come forward .
The wild so real it’s beautiful . It runs so deep that all the thorns have fallen away and turned into dust . As it opens up , stretching ever wider , it’s magnificence will envelop your heart . There may be a song to ignite the stirrings or a lullaby to soothe the spirit’s lonely wanderings .
There is joy in the beautiful , wild road . It seeks for you all the while that you sleep . And it holds your heart so dear that the comfort that you feel becomes real . Feel the lightness in the touch of the stars when they dance in your eyes . It’s an invitation to twirl with all of your heart.
The beautiful , wild road will show you the magnificence that is you .
It was a dream imagined long before the first step ever happened . The places and their specifics were not yet in my sights but somehow I knew that I would be going on this exploration . A marvelous mystery was showing itself in parts and leading to an adventure .
Delighted by the unknown in front of me and , in moments of questioning , I recognized the choice . Give my questions to trust and be on the way or feed them , turning them into fear . I chose trust and was rewarded greatly .
A magnificent adventure unfolded and lives in my heart still . It reminds me again and again of the beauty in the unknown and of the delicate language of the trees . A peaceful visitor can witness the rhythms of the sun shining through the branches and leaves and dancing on the forest floor while the birds follow the visitor’s movements with songs .
In a moment here and there I felt as though I as feeling the footsteps of the Souls that had gone before me . As if I were walking with them and they with me .
The combined solitude and camaraderie amongst the fellow pilgrims reached a place so deep that it continues to teach me and comfort me so many years later .
The murmurings are there , ever sweet and dear . They are there . The challenge to know oneself better than any other is truly what the world has asked of you . You may choose to make a fancy flight of getting away or a plain ‘ole barn to stash away , but the light that is you will find it’s way . It will find it’s way out and into the world .
There is wisdom in those shadows that you shy away from . wisdom so dear it will take your breath away . Give pause and listen to the splendid quietness and you will hear the wisdom in the shadows .