New life is stirring. Murk and crud are being cleared from our lenses. Static and distortion are being removed from our auditory system. You would think that would be an occasion for explosive joy, wouldn't you?
But what if all of this healing and clarification reveals sights and sounds that have been selectively omitted for years? What if the road that you have been following that seemed to be so straight and sure has suddenly been revealed as one that is not only a dead end
but also one that has led to stagnant territory?
It isn't the happiest of moments to find that we have either hit a brick wall or that we are standing at the final edge of understanding. What to do next? Even turning around seems impossible.
Can that moment of temporary paralysis when our resources seem exhausted be seen as Holy Ground? Instead of struggling to gain more information or develop a strategy to get ourselves out of the situation, can we stand still long enough to receive some sight or sound that is being given by God? Perhaps there is a vibration of healing or a shimmer of fresh truth.
Standing at the dead end we have reached by trusting our own certainties, can we pause to look upward and around us to gaze upon the expansive sights and sounds of new life?
Can you feel the winds of grace beginning to caress your cheek or tousle your hair? How can you move from your dead end?
You might have to readjust some attitudes. You may need to set aside your own expectations of what is possible or what constitutes success. Just as sailors may need to lighten the load on a boat to move from shallow water, you may need to offload some of the weight you have accumulated while following your "own" standard operating procedures.
A boat that has been "dead in the water" will begin to move if the sails are adjusted to catch the freshening winds. Hoist the sails of your abilities, resources, hopes and dreams, and let your thoughts, words and deeds set out in a new direction!
3 comments:
OMGodness, if that wasn't Divinely scribed. AND, exactly what I needed for today, whoah.
Could it be seasonal? seems to be.
Everyone is itching to get out, stressing our tolerance.
How long can the crud stay submerged before it eventually surfaces, if ever, less it show up as a disease entity?
This one I am printing off, going on a run around the park to absorb those words, hoping to get struck by a bolt of enlightenment.
Crud in, crud out. How long do we have to keep our mind on the crud out? Stillness, this too shall pass. The Buddhist practice of dead end or negativity, is stillness, watch it float by and listen, understand that it's a process and inevitable these dead ends are a part of it.....OM, thanks so much for your incredible work Pam.
Jenn
I do thrive on the grey days, because there is a stillness that is not quite so accessible (for me) on the brilliant blue, dazzling sun days. When we hold our place at the dead end, something of the ego dies, I think... and the new sprouts of life experience the miracle of Resurrection!!!!!!
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