People are like oceans. Some parts are visible.
But, most of us can’t see shallow pools
of truth and deep pools of dark mysteries..... !!!
When we try to get into these oceans, waves, tides
or time, we get lost completely. We lose ourselves in the process.
I wonder at these things, how they change and
still hold their head high as if not aware of the difference they make to some.
Any change is not easy. It brings along lots of storms with it. Change is one
of the hardest thing as it means leaving the perceived safety and comfort zone.
It takes lots of courage and risk to change. And if change is ignored stagnancy
builds, followed by the restlessness.
There lies ahead of us - the road less
travelled and the road mostly travelled. What if the future is uncertain, what
if you are not at all trusted, what if you are not at all thought of?
At times we know we are completely honest with ourselves and set fear aside, we
want to and we need to take the chance because this is how we will continue to
grow. Even if the future is uncertain, it still moves us closer to our own
authenticity, to the real self and that alone is worth the risk of moving into
the unknown.
As my thoughts come and go, both from my mind
and heart, I sit quietly and observe what they have to say. I notice the
thoughts that are strong and forceful, try to convince me that life is a
certain defined path and often the thoughts generated by the mind need to be
controlled. And then in amongst all of mind's thoughts, I quietly hear my heart
speak and its message is sweet and so peaceful as it calls me to it, raising a
deep desire to hear more of its gentle message. And I see myself being
attracted towards it.
I keep looking; keep trying to work out the
HOW. I keep looking for another way of to move past the obstacles, just so I
can make it work. But then I realise it doesn't matter how hard I try, how hard
I push because if I keep approaching the problem from the same perspective,
nothing will change. Change the perception. STOP.
It's at this point I understand that messages
from heart are always infused with love, with a gentleness that supports me, supports
those around me and so consciously I choose these thoughts to fill my mind and
with which to walk on this earth. And as I do this, I notice a deep peace
washing over me and the knowledge that this is authentically me.
Softly my heart speaks of love and gratitude,
of miracles that occur every day. It says, there are some moments when you are
not fully you; and just sometimes you are just you. So with gentle whispers, my
heart continues to encourage me, to simply just be..ME!
I gently bow my head in reflection and
acknowledge all that I've been given or has been taken away and all that I have
taken and given away; the lessons in life given or taken have led me to a
deeper understanding of my Self, bringing awareness to who I am and what I have
to share and what I can share.
This journey has been rich with variations,
with many joys and sadness. Every sadness has been a gift as it always has
brought light to the deepest corners of my heart, showing me the depth of love
that is there to own, to share, to give, to love, to care.
I have shed so many tears and felt the despair,
and all this is natural. As it has been the part of the process of letting go
off the sadness and tension. And by letting them go, it created space for my
heart to receive the unknown gifts. Gifts of owning, gifts of sharing, gifts of
giving, gifts of caring, gifts of loving…and many more. I have been blessed
with some real angels in my life. Though they have been very human but always
had an angelic touch. But I ask myself will I shed more tears? And I answer it
back….Yes I will. And that too will be okay, because in doing this I continue
to let go of the emotion that’s been held inside. The emotion that has been
pulling me down. The emotion that has been helping me to come out of every
situation. The more the emotion comes out the more the potency of the devilish
darkness becomes less. These powers have never been able to overpower me. Blessed.
Then a thought flashes - being a woman of
strength all through and inspired by the Sidney Sheldon ladies, why am I so
weak today……