While driving around with Mr. William the other day, we
found ourselves in the bucolic setting of our local rolling farm lands. We rode with the windows down and the music
off. We would slow as we passed the old
gray farmhouse …swing still in front, the brick ranch house with a hand dug
well, the faded white manner house chipped from the sun, and the acres and
acres of gentle green swells framed by gray damp stone walls.
The peace we felt was beyond measure.
Jung writes of the emotional and mythic relationship
with nature, how a soft place for the eye to rest can somehow better the human
psyche. I believe this is so true and so
basic. Did we as humans come equipped
with this knowledge? Were we removed
from this truth by the constant distraction of an increasingly static modern world?
My boys and I find ourselves ‘out there’ more and more. As I spend my days working under the garish
gutting fluorescent lights (a temporary exile 4 days a week) I roam inside
myself where my soul is free.
I work in a beautiful spot, an alternative type doctor’s
office in the country. When I walk
outside after a busy day, I am greeted by a series of meadows across the
street. The fold into each other like the softness of meringue. I
often wonder what would happen if I dropped my bag and simply walked toward the
horizon. Would I be trespassing on land
that the entity of a bank may own? Would
I be breaking the law while upholding the law of my being? Many days I settle for a sigh, a caged animal
in waiting…Faith that the universe knows what it is doing. It places this all before me to strive for
peace.
I am in the in-between.
That point in life where you cannot and will not ignore that which you
truly are.
You have stepped onto the path that will lead you to
yourself. You find yourself in
circumstances that shall reveal you to yourself. You are now and you are the cumulation of that
girl in Literature class, begging to know the truth behind Frost’s ‘The Road
Not Taken’. And it is your moment to be
brought to the face of fate and shake hands with your future. Will it be an old friend that’s been waiting
for you?
Destiny is so Devine.
So Enigmatic. It refuses to be
ignored.
Don’t be afraid…it is time to become who you were meant to
be.
Welcome old friend, I am you and you are me.
Peace
Good Energy to You on
Your Journey Home
