Tuesday, 9 November 2010

All at Sea Yet Waiting for the Boat to Come Home

All at sea, yet waiting for the boat to come home; I feel a little lost, confused, in stasis with just one guiding light, one lighthouse, my universal father. Only nestling in its loving energy do I find solace, a safe haven in troubled waters as I remain in indefinite limbo, no sign of land and yet fogbound in port!

So, almost blind as to where I am, I am seemingly unable to move either forwards or backwards. The messages yesterday were clear and succinct: I must bide my time and all will resolve itself of its own accord. Unaccustomed as I am to letting go and to letting nature take its course, my natural inclination being to seek answers and solutions, as that that is being done for me and any attempt to do that would simply obscure and obstruct my rescue longer, I somewhat reluctantly surrender once more.

In the limbo of the moment, I focus instead on encounters with two new friends: one in the exchange of many emails between myself in Thailand and my new friend in California and the other a long and very welcome chat with a new French friend I met at the coffee shop today, a man with a common interest in healing, energy and the true nature of the world. These encounters feed and nurture me and help me through this period until “normal service” can resume.

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