“Hello”, the dream started. “Hello”, I heard.
The night sky had not unfolded it hold on the blanket of darkness so I sat in the moment and waited. This was my dream and I wanted to see where it would take me.
Once upon a time in the heart of the One there was created a truth.
All legends and myths are grounded in reality. We will write the truth in the myths and legend’s of this world. The hearts of the beings who read, hear and are touched by the myths and legends will know. They will know.
The dream took me to moments of truth woven into the tapestry of myths and legends to be found by seekers of magic and miracles.
“Is it time yet?” I asked the night sky, “Maybe” came the reply. “You like the dark and the starlight, what are you looking for?” “You are right, I’m glad you know me. I do love the dark as it is a time of going inward for me and I can sit in the cave of the silence of winter. Something to look forward to and yet, Autumn, Autumn comes first though.
Maybe that is what I’m looking for, the color of the artist’s palette floating down to the earth. Red, yellow, orange and brown floating a soft dance down, down, down. Moving towards a quiet inward coming in good time. I am looking for me. The me who I so want to share with the world.”
Who am I the I you see?
Who am I the I you see?
Well understanding how you see me helps me know what I am here for? What I have come to do?
My goodness what a strange question and exploration as I sit in the sparkling midnight so deeply touched by the words I have just read.
Everything is beautiful, and there are certain things I feel especially beautiful.
Beyond recognizing their beauty, those things call me
These particular things move me.
Is moving me another way of saying they motivate me?
If I think about loving something, someone, an activity, a place, what moves in me?
I could say as an artist or musician I am motivated Buy an arrangement colors, or the harmony of notes. A scientist is motivated by your beautiful elegant equation. I feel all that.
The beauty in all of these motivates me, and I also want to know how it works.
What makes it so, and why do I care?
I want to know the great sacred mystery. The sacred and the mystical motivates me.
I seem to have forgotten that lately. All my life, I thought that longing. I wanted to discover, now I would say remember, how the great sacred mystery works in our lives and why.
“I am the me I want me to know more and more deeply. The darkness began to tug the edges of the blanket. This is the beginning it said. Ask the questions. Dance with the words and your heart will help you to begin to more deeply know yourself. Then you will be known and sharing will be a giving and receiving.” The dream in the darkness gave way to the Heart Light, the dreamer slowly opened her eyes to find herself holding the book.
Thank you she heard her heart say.
Thank you for the magical, mystical, alchemical all lit up highest possibility Way.
The Way of The Heart™.
The Way of my Heart.
This weeks blog was a joy to write. My inspiration came from reading The Caravan of Remembering. My joy was how deeply the reading touched my imagination and allowed me to play with words in such a creative way as to deeply reveal parts of myself.
Have you ever been touched deeply in the most imaginal way?
The Caravan of Remembering touches my imagination, creativity and excitement.
If you are looking to be inspired, deepen your life mission search and connect with the sacred within, The Caravan of Remembering will help you find your way home to your heart.
