“On this path, let the heart be your guide, for the body is resistant and full of fear.” ~ Rumi
I could write a novel or keep it simple.
Better keep it simple because in the end, or rather, in the beginning, it is very simple.
We can examine, measure and diagnose our every step and decision, past and present, for a very long time. And then some.
Still, we will not have answers. Statistics yes…likelihoods validated by an elaborate dance of calculations we trust to be accurate and safe.
But they are not. They provide some shelter from vulnerability, and they do fit our programmed need to predict outcomes by providing a convincing illusion of control.
All we do is ultimately a leap of faith. If only we could accept that, we would consume our fears, tendencies towards settling and superficiality. We would be free and honest.
But it’s not an easy thing to accept. And so we struggle, we analyze and diagnose. We see such complications at every step. How is this simple then?
Simplicity comes in because there is a knowing. There just is. Whether we embrace it or ignore it doesn’t matter. It exists. It feels different. It seldom fits with circumstances, logic or expectations. It’s odd and uncomfortable, and we become conflicted, because how can something right feel strange or off or uncertain?
It takes courage to take the time and understand the difference between a warning and an invitation. It takes compassion and patience. Well worth it if you ask me, because this difference makes ALL the difference.
Nothing is perfect, safe, smooth or entirely certain. But wrongness does not sing. Ever.
To make the knowing fit into our lives at any given time often requires some insane acrobatics to say the least…the acrobatics of trust, laughter and rebellion against ourselves. Because we are directed by default to live in straight lines flanked by a chorus of voices that dictate where we should be, what we should accomplish and how it should all look. Among the voices is our own, frightened by memories and seduced by whatever path seems easiest or most pleasurable.
It took me a very long time to understand that the mind is only looking to, and interested in, protecting us from real or imagined threats. It is the ‘knowing’ of ‘the heart’ that looks to align us not only with our highest good and purpose, but to steer us towards freedom and happiness…light and joy, connection, authenticity.
If you stop for a moment, pick any choice or dilemma in your life and allow ‘knowing’, you will immediately see what is wrong and what is right. You will also see that the wrong may seem the practical choice, the one likeliest to work and give you many apparent advantages. Whereas the right might be like that impossibly adorable ugly duckling about to grow into a splendid swan…yet still awkward and odd.
There’s a quote I love from the film The 13th Warrior: “The All-Father wove the skein of your life a long time ago. Go and hide in a hole if you wish, but you won’t live one instant longer. Your fate is fixed. Fear profits a man nothing.”
I do believe in destiny. How we journey, what path we take to the destination is our choice. There is no ultimate right or wrong. We can live life as a blossoming or as a slow dying cushioned by whatever we settle for to make us comfortable. And there’s nothing wrong with being comfortable or entertained, but if that’s all we create…well…it’s rather a waste, is it not?