No matter what shoes one wears, how open or closed they are, when you walk along the beach there are always little grains of sand that get into your shoes and attach themselves to your feet. Those small, sticky, irritating grains of sand that cling to your skin, work themselves between your toes, that carry the smell of the sea with them, and they are still there long after you have left the open horizon behind you and headed home.
I want to continue moving forward, to walk quickly through those places where little things cling to my being, and dwell in the place where my heart lives fully open, vibrant, whole and unafraid. But those grains of sand seem to get under my feet, in the tender places, irritating my fears, rubbing against the quirks that I so wish were not there at all and they really slow my walk forward, or seem to slow things down. I wish I didn’t overreact to things that hit old bruises within. I wish relationships that seem severed could be healed. I wish I had answers to questions on things that blindsided me but I don’t. These are all bits of those pesky grains of sand that have attached themselves, clinging to my feet, getting into those tender places and they cause me to forget the beauty and wonder, and vibrancy, of this season, this summer of life. This warm, sun filled season offers doors to opening my heart even more to the Light and beauty that Holy Presence holds along with the grains of sands.
There must be a way to walk barefoot in the sand, letting those little grains come and go, and be able to laugh about them all because this is such a magnificent colourful season of life!
2 comments:
Those grains of sand can rub off the calluses of life.
That is something I had not thought of Anj. Those little grains of sand can remove the hardness that forms in my soul, in my heart, in my vision. Thank you for this wisdom.
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