I'm sitting here, mulling over the words of a valued friend...wanting so badly to take them to heart, keeping them close enough to protect me from what goes on inside me...to take them and use them to make a positive difference for myself. Low is someone who has that magic about him that seems to brighten everything he touches. Spending time with him today was a much needed reminder that there are approaches to life that truly embrace the goodness and wonder that is available if you are open to the possibility that what you envision is possible. In contrast to so many wonderful things I have in my life, I've been dealing with some of the most daunting challenges and questions at the same time. Lately, the burden seems harder to bear and it's taking a toll on my spirit. One of Low's brilliant talents is the ability to express his thoughts and feelings both in writing and outloud, and he had some real insight for me today.
As we sat and talked over lunch, I couldn't help but think how much I needed Low to appear in my life right now, how grateful I am to have him come with sorely needed words of encouragement and faith. I flashed to a thought of Icarus and how this Autumn he reminded me of such an important lesson I learned on the trail, but somehow keep losing... about the people who come through your life as messengers, sharing things you need at specific times. Low was very much that messenger today. I want to believe him that I can grab the world, turn it upside down and shake out the contents for my choosing. ME. That maybe I am different, that I can make it happen. And he's right, the hardest trap to get out of is your mind...it's the biggest obstacle for me...it consumes me.
Even after he's left, and the evening has come and gone, and I get ready to go to sleep I keep coming back to that lunch table. I wish I could remember all he said, the exact phrasing. Despite losing some words, perhaps distorting others in my mind, the sentiment lingers with me. I need to move beyond the fear and doubt and take hold...it's here for me. ME.
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