Finding several illustrated quotes from Joseph Campbell has made my blogging task simple today. The first one, above, is a lesson I've learned to embrace. The heart's wisdom, as I experience it, arrives as a knowing. Doubt it at your peril. It will return to speak again. It doesn't offer guarantees for none are needed. It often makes no sense and may leave you feeling as though you're being conned, set up to appear foolish. Ignore that and do it anyway. We will survive letting our hearts make us feel temporarily foolish, for this is the realm of the act and not the outcome, though that generally turns out pretty well, too.
Sleep and dreams are sacred space for me. Seemingly unreachable worlds shift and align when my mind is truly quiet. I experience visitations and find treasure. On a level beyond the physical, I experience weightlessness as I do in water. I am restored by floating and wish more of my time could be spent in that drift. In such a place we become magnets for notions too ephemeral for the dry-land, waking world.
Surrounded by grief, loss, injustice and the world's baffling turns, I feel inadequate of time, energy, funds and ideas to set things aright. Following the bold suggestion above, I believe I may contribute to the good of our lives by taking heart-dictated steps to share beauty, humor, love and the quirks I embody, my ways of being alive.
Unique in all of time and space, yes, you. What an impossible gift, the generosity of which I cannot quite comprehend but know it to be true. That I haven't always known it only makes the awareness so much more dazzling. It transcends imperfection and asks only that we be fully, truly who we are without apology or shame. We are the dance of fairies in the moonlight.
