I fed my soul over the weekend.
Two out of the three days I was able to travel to places and enjoy the wonder of nature. Long walks in the woods and in a wildlife area, fresh air, and so much beauty my eyes could hardly take it all in.
These stones laid out so carefully on a stream bed made it easy to walk across and reach the other bank, continuing the hike we were on. I’ve looked back at this image so many times in the last couple of days and thought how easy that was, how clear that path was, how little effort it took to go from here to there.
It is so easy to take that path of least resistance. To go where everyone else has gone before, to imitate what you see others do. And it can very quickly make us miserable because maybe that is not what our lives are supposed to be about. Maybe we need to listen more carefully to our hearts, our souls, and take a new path, blaze a new trail.
In the last few weeks, I have been on a journey with other online friends, trying to listen to my heart and be who I really am. When I decided to give away some of my art several days ago, that was all part of being who Deb really truly is.
If you could have seen me when I left the post office after mailing those packages, you would have laughed. I was so giggly with excitement! When my husband asked me why I was so giggly and excited about mailing packages, I had to stop for a moment and think.
My answer came fairly quickly. “Because this feels right.” I was born to do this.
Sharing my art, sharing my words, sharing the gifts that I have.
Do I know what all that looks like? No. I’m still digging and searching and learning again to tune in to my heart. There are lots of habits to break free of, some thought patterns to be kicked to the curb, some junk in my head to clear out.
That path across the stream was obvious and worked well for what we needed to accomplish. But the path I’m on with my heart and soul is kind of shrouded in mystery.
I just simply have to trust the process.