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Trusting the Path

Sometimes I long to have a difficult project finished up and tied with a bow, or I long to have a particularly tricky season of motherhood on fast-forward so I can see that it turns out okay. I think I am imagining that the in-between time will be one of peace and reflection.


But the more I go along, the more I realize that in-between times don't really exist in the way I imagine. There are slower and quieter times, yes, but they still require putting one foot in front of the other.


For me, to put one foot in front of the other, I have trust the ground beneath my feet. Therefore, I find the time spent fostering a thoughtful devotion to the ground of my being is never wasted. Whatever that may be is probably different for each individual, but I would guess that it involves some piece of spiritual and/or psychological uncovering of what is beneath the surface of things.


A Rumi line has been repeating over and over in my head for the last few weeks:


That which you are seeking is also seeking you.


I often find that the spiritual and the creative are two drops of the same river, flowing in the same direction, and this line is speaking to my creative self in particular these days.


As I walk along the Creative Path, I may feel slow and unsteady and unsure of the direction or even where I am going. And yet, if I know that the thing that I am heading towards is running towards me, steady-footed, in the opposite direction, then I keep going. Trust the Path, first, I think. First and always.


So this is my message to me and anyone else like me, new on the Creative Path, or many years here and still unsure:


Just keep on going. "Just keep swimming," as Dory would say. One foot in front of the other. Toward the thing you Seek. Know that you will find each other one day, you and that which you Seek. And don't say I didn't warn you when you find out whatever you were looking for was here all along, nestled inside you like a Divine Spark.



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