Stirrings of Spiritual Matters"Gettin' it Shakin'"I’ve seen a lot of pain and I’ve been caught out in the rain of the stormy dark nights. My shadow has eclipsed the sun from shining brightly in my brown eyes. I have been through thick fog and I have skated on thin ice. Everything I have faced in this world has challenged my growth. Today, I take a stand against the torrential downpour. I raise a fist to the west at the setting sun and shake a leg at the sounds of angels’ bells. I am nothing like I was before this date. For, I am motivated on the inside to enjoy all this journey has taught. Time is a healer of the pain which tore my heart to shreds. Time is a power over which I cannot submit any more than I already have to this date. I am in time’s hands as I seek my fate on the road to recovery. I am following a heart in the process of finding itself. I need to know this heart deeper than I every wished to know before today. The seasons are changing outside the door where I find my safety. I am entered into the changing seasons as a ghost walking through the front entryway of a mansion filled with space and air. I am there. I am present. I am one with the coming of fall. So, today I patiently seek no longer. One part of the journey has been done and yet another just begun. Thanks are to the Way of the world guiding my heart. On top of the Way, beyond the Heavens bright, thanks are to the one who set me free beyond any recognition of the lack of insight which brought delight. I dance upon a mountain’s top beside a stream flowing bright. I am at peace this day coming to a close like the subtle ending of a novel read by candlelight. I am at peace inside which never before seemed to be had as this day. I am a new individual seeking to turn a new leaf falling from the branch attached to a sturdy trunk of a tree on the green pasture. What a relief to finally meet me. It feels as if the guilt and shame have left for good. No longer will I deny the truths inside. I am me who may struggle from time to time, and I am me who seems to land upon my feet more often than I fail. It is no wonder I believe this day as I have never seemed to before. Things just seem to have fallen into place. What a coincidence that was! Or, what a coincidence THAT was! Or, What a COINCIDENCE that was! Or, WHAT A COINCIDENCE THAT WAS! Yes, this is the date the puzzle seems to fit. I just need to glue it in place so that never again will the life I have loved this day be broken to pieces. All the pieces have just seemed to fall into place. I will slip into the evening to do the chores and good deeds my heart deserves. I will attend to self-care so as to maintain this peace which seems to fit like a broken-in leather glove. Slipping away carefully, I will exude the presence of spiritual matters which stir my heart this day. Get Back Home Where YOU bELONG, |