It’s hard to stay on track with what’s authentic and enriching for the soul. At times everything gets out of whack. Since our economic crash we have lived with the challenges of stagnation and lack of opportunity. We dealt with it all as best we could. But now? Enough already. Time for new dawns and gaudy trinkets, time to dance all night and snap roses in the rain……
I feel a shift in something. I remember Elizabeth Gilbert saying that choosing the creative life often depends on which particular “shit sandwich” you can bargain with yourself over? I’ve tried adding it up in every possible combination and it seems there is only one answer. It’s time to choose the riskiest, silliest, option of all. To choose myself again…….
I love that quote from Walt Whitman “re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul.” And your soul knows what it loves and what feeds you, even if you don’t. And your soul, if you are lucky, will know before you do what you need to dismiss. And all you have to do is listen……
I will not die an unlived life.
I will not live in fear
of falling or catching fire.
I choose to inhabit my days,
to allow my living to open me,
to make me less afraid,
to loosen my heart
until it becomes a wing,
a torch, a promise.
I choose to risk my significance,
to live so that which came to me as seed
goes to the next as blossom,
and that which came to me as blossom,
goes on as fruit.