2/2009

I take my glasses off to frustration,
and put them on to see my farthest intention, to the path following my heart to
that which calls out to me.  I rest in
the now of the neutral zone.  I am safe
on a boat that is guided by my heart’s desire seeded by the Divine One.  I sit wrapped in Her arms on a dry soft seat
while She pushes the boat through the fog, through scary shapes and mournful
sirens with bumping waves and cold air that wants to pull me off balance.  I can not fall out of the boat.  I am safe. 
The journey is guaranteed.  The
destination is a carnival ride that brings me back to the safe landing
platform.  After a breath, I am ready to
go again.  Here I take my breath.

Surfing on gratitude, letting Her set my
sails, turn the boat, I allow the Skipper to set me straight, bouncing on the
waves, jibing and slanting and tipping and soaring in a timeless suspension of
a loving now.