Wiped out doesn’t begin to describe how I felt as I left my house to run one final errand in a day which felt filled with “stuff” that ran on the unfulfilling side…to say the least.
Emma and Samuel and I trotted through Long’s Drugs on Mt. Vernon Columbus
Up and around Columbus
Emma replied, “That’s what I was wanting to do but I didn’t want to say anything because I thought you would say ‘No.’”
A car emptied itself from a parking spot especially for us. Peace descended as we simply reveled in each other and the view, fluffy green trees and the river snaked below us.
Emma and Sam climbed on a fence as they admired the scenery around and below them. Sam insisted he saw a squirrel and Emma commented, “I always feel like I am smarter when we come out here.”
The expression on her face looked part “wise sage” and part “bewildered child”: a potent combination to be sure. I knew what she meant, though.
Walking along the bluffs, looking at the view below, I felt connected to something unexplainably large and vast. There is a presence that many of us hold as divine. Many of the people who walked, cavorted and flew kites along the bluffs weren’t quite tuned into the sacred pulse of the bluffs.
That didn’t matter – what mattered was that WE felt it. WE knew it. WE connected to it.
It didn’t take a long time, it didn’t cost us anything. Peace descended because we were open to its presence – and rather than following the hectic, unfulfilling “stuff” of life, I listened and followed “otherworldly guidance.”
Open to it – and peace descends.
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