To be near something beautiful or precious
but to be unable to experience it
is the subtlest possible form
of torture.
Robert Johnson
There is comfort in choosing a particular spiritual path as it offers a sense of direction and a reasonable idea of what is to be expected. There are side roads, however, that distract us from the original trail. These diversions can enhance our experience through beauty and mystery or cause us anxiety through an unsettling fog.
There is a place in my heart where wisdom grows and my soul expands. In this space, I know that we are all connected one to the other, and surrounded by love and light. It is this 'knowing' that guides me down my path experiencing the magic in the world. This same knowledge is within me when I find myself unsettled in fog, but ego speaks so loudly in fear, my confidence wains. It is easier to be brave in the sunshine seeing the road splayed before you than it is groping along in the fog.
"Where am I now," my voice calls out to no one. I cannot see through this heavy mist that reduces my mental and spiritual clarity. I thought I knew where I was headed, until I lost my vision. Ah, therein the answer is found!
All the beauty and things that I hold dear continue to surround me as the fog is only in my clouded perception. My ego steeped in fear deceives me, not my chosen path at all! So easily I forget, but surely each challenge helps me to grow.
