“Every land has its own special rhythm, and unless the traveler takes the trouble to learn the rhythm, he or she will remain an outsider there always.” Juliette de Bairacly Levy
I think of life as a journey. And like all the great voyages, it’s not so much about the destination, but more about how I experience the journey itself. It’s about how I traverse the territory, how much I allow myself to experience the places that I travel through, the landscapes that lie before me and through which I traverse. As Juliette de Bairacly Levy would say, how much I learn the land’s rhythm. Which, also means it’s about how present I am to my Self in that environment, and to my relationships, as I walk along.
Yes, it does matter whether I reach the destinations that I intend or whether I choose to walk in new directions. But ultimately, my Being is occupied most with the salient realities —realities for my essence— that I glean, the insights that come to me prcisely because this is the territory upon which I walk. The Truest part of me is occupied with the awarenesses that I discover specifically here, that I share.
So, it is good to remember, that it’s not so much where I am going that I need to be looking towards, but rather, where I am at in this moment. And to receive from this place, where I am, all its gifts and beauty.
Right now, in this place, I find sunlit warmth; a boy, who snuggles up to me and pets my cheek, even though I can already rest my chin on his head; a girl, on the verge of a meltdown, whose mood turns to peace and smiles with a hug; a man whose eyes light up when he sees the three of us together. In this place I find others, some men and more women, who allow me to be a witness of their own paths; I find a palpable, loving connection that permits me to be a companion for their souls. I find here the vibrant energy that fills me when I look around and realize how many of my dreams have been fulfilled, how many others are unfolding now into fulfillment, and how many of the surprises that have appeared before me on the trail have opened into containers of myriad gifts. How much beauty can manifest around me! I am filled with gratitude, with joy.