Mystery

we are here to figure it out. the mystery of ourselves. we are like the fledgling bird that is tossed from the nest into the open sky. we have it in us to fly but we have to beat our wings desperately at first to overcome the fear that nothing will catch us. the truth is we catch ourselves. just as the bird learns to fly and land on it's own two feet we are given the same capacity. we just have to trust that the "feet" we land on are always there. we are here to figure out the mystery that our souls already comprehend. our spirit carries us. it is our spirit that allows us to fly and is the "feet" we land on. one of the mysteries of ourselves is love, of this i am certain. we were created out of love. the very atoms that hold our bodies together are attracted in a magnetic dance of love. the mystery is you and me. we spend the better part of our lives not seeing that we are the mystery. inside each of us is a universe so different and unique from any other. just think, we can live our lives in wonderment and gratitude that we get to witness each others' unfolding.

Soul Talk

"come,"
she says to me
beckoning with
long, elegant fingers.
"keep walking.
one foot in front of the other.
stumble, regain your footing.
fall, pick yourself up.
run, catch your breath.
take your time.
savour the spaces
between the seconds
that create the minute.
there is no rushing here,
only quality.
it is not how fast you
get there
only that you arrive."
so...
"come"
she says to me
beckoning with
long,elegant fingers.
"keep moving.
Life is not waiting
nor is God
so keep moving
for He is your journey's
beginning and end.
you left through
His door and
to His door
you will return."