What stops us from following our hearts, our dreams? How did it become so easy to ignore that which resonates from the soul as true? How did we find ourselves complacent in work and societal roles that do not answer the beckoning of our souls?
As I ponder these questions on my 36th birthday, my eyes behold the most beautiful every shade of green stain glass ceiling above as I hike. I missed deciduous trees on our journey out west, the way the light filters through the leaves casting an ethereal quality throughout the forest.
Just as I have missed this part of me that listens to the pondering of my soul and what is important. The part I forgot in my attempts to fill a mold, to be successful in this world. A part of me that lie quiet non -judging as I made numerous choices that separated my psychical life from my soul life...graduate college top honors, go to graduate school, graduate top honors again, go to work, make money, buy things that hold status, get married, have a family, send pretty family Christmas cards, spend more money on status, repeat.....
No she just resided there quietly waiting with open arms for me to remember and come back to her. For me to stop and notice just how the light of the sun causes that green leaf to manifest a beauty that when noticed reminds you to listen and remember. Remember what holds truth at your very core and brings you home again to that infinite supply of beauty and love in each of us that somehow knows there is another way to live.