How often do we miss a blessing because we only see it as a curse? Are we afraid to recognize them for what they are? How often do we miss reading the omens scattered like autumn leaves along our walking path because they simply look like wet rotting lifeless mulch in need of a good raking? They smell of death, not life! Some of them.....the strong ones stick to your shoes and trail along, persistently holding on. Those messy buggers.
All the while, we keep thinking "Gotta keep the walking path pristine..........leaves are just messy and mean nothing." We have tucked away our ability to use our intuitiveness.....the essence of how we read the world around us because we want life to be pristinely predictable.
why? Fear.
Omens and cursed blessings mark change....change in our messiness we label "life unfolding," .... a letting go of the past, and a bridge to the future. They stir up our feelings and make us feel uncomfortable in our own skin. It's like we don't know ourselves because blessings and omens bump us from the outside and make us look inside. However, if we use our intuitiveness tool to journey into the clay of others who have been here before us, perhaps we will find that our lives are simply a thread of an eternal wise soul where answers and maps are found.
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6 comments:
One of my favorite quotes is from Joseph Campbell. He says that if we knew where we were going it wouldn't be called our path. I think you are on your path - one step at a time, one choice at a time, you'll get there.
((hug))
I believe change is scary for everyone, but it is also a beautiful event. Follow your path and success (in every aspect) will find you.
Good luck with your changes. I never thought I'd see the time when I didn't want to be a wedding florist either - but it happened.
Claudia...what would it be called then? my choices impact others. it's not so easy to just make a choice and go with it. wish is was, but i do know that if i want to reclaim my happiness, i have to get my ass in gear. it's just so tiring to even comtemplate it.
tabby....right now it's looking ugly though i understand what you write....i know i would be happier in the long run. thank you for your comments.
Judy...it is a very strange place to be. Counselling is woven into my fabric. I will write more about it when I find the words....
Good reminder....and very timely.
Since he said I am what I am, I guess it is what it is. - Mimics Lyrics Kingdom
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