This last year... earthquake change. I do a lot of navel gazing these days, although I hear that's not particularly socially acceptable, doesn't seem to matter. The truth is, with all the pain and uncertainty and chaos, I've never felt more alive. If only I could talk with the woman that pulled the rug out from under me, and thank her for such a blessing. Of course, my own heart deserves some credit, still, I am so grateful. One foot in front of the other and the path feels solid under these feet even though there is a mist that obscures any absolutes. Groundlessness. This is part of the teaching and the awakening. This is part of the understanding and the mystery, the unfolding. Thank you.
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