Vision
Even when it seems that a pile of laundry is blocking your view, hold on to your vision. See it unfolding in a way you can’t quite define. Bigger, bolder, brighter than your own imagination. Smaller, warmer, cozier. How does your vision grow? Into a tidy home with a well-tended herb garden? Into a life of service to humanity? Into a greater love than you’ve ever known? While a goal emerges from the mind, your vision takes root in your heart. It calls to you with a commanding voice, bits and pieces presenting themselves in arrangements that at first may seem unlikely. How does it feel to step into your vision? What do you smell? Taste? Hear? Stay with your vision even if it seems to grow dim. You can never turn your back on that which only you were meant to see.
So true! Our vision doesn’t always come in glorious technicolor or surround sound with blaring trumpets beckoning us to witness as these moments present themselves. Sometimes the power of my vision takes me on annoying detours and rutted paths, I needed, but surely didn’t want. It may take days even weeks before that seemingly obnoxious waste of my time, presents itself like a tiny marker on a road that gives me the fuel to keep going. Thanks for this lovely reminder! Liz