isn’t it the truth that in every moment, with every breath, we enter into the unknown? this mysterious realm is known by the heart, it is home to the heart and with every step we walk deeper into the journey, into life… when we still ourselves and quiet the noise and chatter, we are able to see the heart’s roadmap and hear the directions… and, when the anxieties, worries and fears pop up, we simply return to the breath, to the cosmic hum, to source, the penultimate resource to re-source, re-source and re-source again… Mary Oliver speaks so beautifully about the journey we are all on, may her words inspire courage, inspire our taking heart…

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice –
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
“Mend my life!”
each voice cried.
But you didn’t stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do –
determined to save
the only life you could save.

~

namaste