I wanna go to beautiful, beautiful, beautiful…
But the journey to that magical place is
Not at all like the destination.
Deciding to leave where you are
Begins the emotional weight-lifting as
The jaws of life may be required to
Wrestle you from the couch of
Your comfort zone.
And just to pack bags for the trip
Requires assessing what you’ll need
For a journey whose schedule you don’t know and
Whose end you’ve only vaguely seen
In the hopeful recesses of your mind and the
Deepest yearnings of your heart.
And once you’ve sorted through your
Stacks of stuff and piles of priorities,
You may find yourself standing at the door,
Taking a deep breath before facing the world…
Only to feel a hand tugging at you and
Eyes questioning why you’re leaving,
Deep down wondering why they’re not enough…
Words can’t really express your restless drive or
Unfulfilled curiosity and need for this
Soul thirst quenching quest.
With a hug of assurance and
‘I love you’ whispered to wipe tears and
Soothe fearful anger,
You once again approach the threshold.
Without a GPS,
Clinging to a strong sense of ‘must go’
With a shiver of ‘don’t go’ tickling the
Back of your neck and pit of your stomach,
Your feet find the drive in your heart and
Slowly, deliberately start to move forward.
Moving in direction unaware to a
Place that’s pretty much unknown,
Running into obstacles and potholes that
Can mean direction change,
Take a break, or push through,
Praying for clarity while
Picking a direction.
The path is lined with mirrors and
Sanctuaries for reflection,
Allowing the beautiful within to
Become part of the journey and
The destination,
While the ugly is
Melted as you get closer to the
“Bright sunshine” of
Your own possibilities and the
Divine reawakening within you.
Whether the river of tears carries you,
The press through stress pushes you,
Whether fear drives you forward or
It tries to hold you back,
The questions of self,
The questions from others,
Wrestling with those things that
You thought were true but are no longer,
Processing things that make you feel like
You are coming apart at the scenes and
Have no idea who you really are…
But in the midst of it all,
Your mind repeats and
Your heart echoes with hope
I wanna go to beautiful, beautiful, beautiful…
I know the journey is tough. I'm in the midst of the journey myself, and I'm doing more crying than I have in a while, but I know that Beautiful is just what the name says. And when I get to Beautiful, I will have a peace that I have not known for a long time. Pushing through Regular to get to Beautiful...
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