Where is the next step ? Going on exploratory trips inside the mind and the emotions and expecting an answer . The anchors are few and seem related only to material and practical parameters . Why ? Why is the clarity so elusive ? Seeking change and not knowing where it is . All the while placing the burden of healing underneath the desire for change . Will the change create the opening for healing to continue , to expand ?
Thinking that the lack of clarity was simply tied into some universal timing . Reminding myself that acceptance is a powerful tool rather than pure passivity . That giving oneself over to acceptance can actually bring freedom . Freedom that brings action . And onward we go !
Still feeling as if caught inside of a struggle somehow and yet so close to knowing . Knowing what to do next . I stood at the water’s edge , looking out , and feeling a chill . The sky was filled with shades of grey blue hues and dramatic movement . Far off it look to be restless and stormy .
Then a thought came . It is I that is holding back the change . It is , both , fear and comfort . It is I that is holding onto what is already known rather than embracing the unknown . It is within my heart and within my thoughts that keeps me still … for now anyway .
A dream tucked snugly into one’s heart and waiting . Waiting until there is a sudden , beautiful click signaling that different necessary elements have come together to breathe life into the dream .
Can you see it in your mind’s eye ? The dream that excites you and carries you through the moments of wondering ” Is his all there is ? ” And even those moments are fleeting and precious and will become a layer in the dream in your heart.
And a doubt ..or two may arrive like a wave . Washing over you and asking for your attention . A small detail held in your hand may become the whole world in your thoughts.
The dream carried in your heart came with you into this world and waits for you .
A dream of being in box . Vertical and tight fitting and wondering ” where is the key ? ” Then suddenly realizing that the key is on the outside of the box . A few days later I , rather absentmindedly , drew a key . It looked like an old skeleton key and the center was shaped like a heart .
I dare to say that what lives within my heart is key to freeing myself from the box .
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 .
Forgive the person huddled and hand outstretched and forgive yourself if you can’t understand .
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 ?
Free to choose the direction , free from the past and free from tomorrow . Where the heart yearns to go is where I must follow .
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 .