There is something in the air I breathe today.A gift in the silence.This gift has opened me up and magnified everything around me.The cold air and throbbing pain in my right hand.The bird flying overhead,the song on the radio, and the thoughts of moments past...that at last have become clear.All of these things,I am profoundly thankful for.
There are moments when things become very clear.So clear that they frighten me in believing that it will never come again...but that feeling soon passes and I am again able to see with new eyes.
So many kind souls on journeys of their own..each searching...hoping to find what they seek around the bend... aren't we all straining our necks to see.
These moments of clarity,when you reach out your hand and grab your truth,and claim it as your own.
It's a step,the first step.
Years ago when I first started on my creative journey,I did not think for one minute that it would lead me to where I am today.I feel blessed to be able to do what I love everyday....but when I left my day job last month,of 21 years,fear settled in.
...but this morning as I walked in the sun,breathing in the cold air as I brought in the groceries, Grace reminded me of the words that choose me for 2013..
"Out of Love,not Fear" Elie Tahari
"Out of Love,not Fear"
and I knew at that moment that for the last month..I was doing it out of fear,not love.
and I knew that last week when I told someone about my "wall" of making friends...that that wall was now gone and I was ready again,open again.
and I knew that the pain in my right hand was a reminder,a reminder that I was blessed to work with them and every now and then this pain comes for all those that cant...
and I knew that my frustration in the last couple of days was really about wanting to find a local tribe...a gathering of those that want the same...that want to learn everyday and show Gratitude.
at that moment...as my hand touched the wall and I stretched out my neck
I could see
and so are you.
"Long ago God drew a circle in the sand exactly around the spot where you are standing right now. You were never not coming here. This was never not going to happen.” — Elizabeth Gilbert
Here's to making every minute count,