The times we are living may be special indeed and we may want to ponder what it is we are witnessing; high witnessing that is.
Last week, I shared in our communion the feeling of darkness that one embraces in the womb; it feels dark, impenetrable, yet familiar and nourishing.
Last night–the night that follows Christmas–I had a dream that a friend of mine was about to give birth. This is someone I have known for almost 40 years and who ‘took care of me’ when I arrived in unfamiliar territory in April of 1984.
I was about to take him to a clinic, at any moment. We were waiting.
How uncanny this message is!
Interesting what I came upon just now (three hours after writing the above), as if confirming what I sensed, or am sensing.
Nurturing the Gift of Seeking is about a spiritual "destination," a journey within, a new beginning, that eventually takes us where we are meant to arrive. Some call it Home, yet I am not sure what Home means, and where it is.
Enjoy the journey, dear Ones!
On this journey, what matters, first and foremost, is our seeking spirit. And the seed of perseverance--or faith, if you will.
Happy journey, dear fellow Sisters and Brothers!