Tis a long and winding road that brings us round to ourselves and to our homes. How often we choose the bending paths, twist and turn and take the longest way. It is so easy to see where the phrase " Can't see the forest for the trees" comes from, once you've settled at last on your own front porch.
We travel through this life looking for the next thing, the next toy, and even the next person that will somehow validate our inner being. It seems odd that we seem to miss the idea that we are the only validation required. And unless and until we provide that validation - it simply will not occur. We carry our own fire. It is not something that can be given to us, brandished by another to make us warm or fierce or capable.
Yet there we are - aimlessly - or sometimes even with a plan laid out in detail, seeking just that. For some, the answer comes easily and they learn early on that they carry what is necessary inside themselves. For others, they remain constantly seeking that source of life, of constance and of empowerment never tapping into the root that runs through their core.
Certainly there are times when each of us finds it hard to connect with that interior source. But not believing in it, not knowing that this is there and available to us, it weakens the soul and leaves us weeping even when we think we are laughing.
For all of us that have wandered long and hard to find that porch to settle on and for those who are still traveling the path - Here's to finding the way home - to your center.
May the road rise up to greet you
And the wind be forever at your back
Happy St. Patrick's Day
and Travel Well My Friends
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