On Dancing Barefoot

I took the time to escape last night, to wander about in the moonlight and absorb the comfort of the late breezes. After a day of being battered and bruised by the struggles of business and other interuptions in my karmic balance it was wonderful to have the moments of calm.

It takes time to seek the source of inner-balance, especially when the world seems to be making an effort to keep you tilting at proverbial windmills. I found myself wandering through the quiet streets and into the parks and greenspaces, a barefoot traveler seeking a connection to the root.

In times like these it is enriching to consider the balance between earth, sky and water and its parallel to the unity of mind, body and spirit. To underscore in the minds eye the full circle of nature's capacity to provide sustenance in its never ending cycle and apply this to the core knowledge that this is also how a person finds full enrichment.

Standing under the quarter (well almost) moon, with the stars blazing their path through the sky and curling my toes into the grass, I let the breeze lift not only my hair - but my spirits as well. I found in that escape what I needed most - I found myself. The part of me that would be able to withstand the next day's bout of windmill-tilting without doubting the worthiness of the cause or my ability to ably join in the joust.

Refreshed and invigorated, it was easy to wander back to my home and find in it the comfort that waited there as well. It was so very easy to count my blessings and discount the obstacles. Life is indeed for living, learning, loving and dancing in the moonlight under the stars - barefoot and light of heart.