Well, then, here we are.
Feeling for clues, is what I am all about. You see, I’ve grown to realize that I am a healer, and I am here to serve. That is my purpose in life and the mission of my soul, zero doubt about it. And so I reach out, through my painting, my writing, my work in teaching and advocacy as an attorney. Yet it’s different than I once would have imagined, and far richer. On the most important levels, those I’d describe as closest to the soul, I can no longer really distinguish between giving and receiving. We are not better or worse than one another, and in fact have no way of even purporting to calibrate, compare, or judge one another’s experience and journey. Our stories are in equal measure absolutely unique, and fundamentally linked in commonality.
At this point exactly the mystery suddenly kicks in to high gear. It is a challenge to capture in words, and the folly of “assumption” the greatest impediment. So bear with me here. I am allowed to be wrong, and it’s OK if my musings are irrelevant to your experience. Really. The only thing I’d ask from the reader is an open heart, and the only invitation I’d extend would be a sense of wonder. Because no matter what we may be doing, or where we might mark the tides of our passion, I have to feel that it can only be enriched by an open heart. I am not here to say, “Do this,” or “This is the right path.” I am much more here to say, instead, “You are important. Yes, you!” “You do have a reason, just as much as anyone that you can name, or any luminary you look up to, or even hold as sacred.”
“Why not give yourself the respect of inquiring, with an open heart and mind, what it might be yours to do or be here?” It’s a big question, and calls for a spirit of bravery. It’s all right to be afraid. It’s also all right, or perhaps essential, to be able to search your soul as diligently as you can, and conclude “I have no idea. None!” Because if that’s what you come up with, that is your truth. And that is a fine place to start, and there’s no shame in it. We have this terrible tendency to compare ourselves to others, and an awful way of assuming the best about them and the worst about ourselves. But in deeper truth we are all in this together. We are here, each of us and without exception, not because we are “done” and neatly defined, because we are still growing, and are not.
Key Biscayne Trail 36″ X 48″ 1991
So, why not start where we are? Let’s settle in to an open heart, and start exploring truths to which we might hold, and the much larger unexplored areas still shrouded in mystery. Come on, let’s walk together for a while on the Greater Path, and see where we might wind up!
Thanks for the company. I mean that.