Over the past 3 days a large portion of the pretty little rug that made up my old world and (what I thought were) priorities, was swept clean out from under me. Now as I sit here taking an in-breath and stock of all that has occurred, I can say with certainty, that it has been painful. But also, and most importantly, I can also say that just past the shock of sudden change is an inconspicuous place…a room that is soft, gentle, clear and filled with the kindness of a loving kiss upon my cheek.
I’ll explain this later, but for now, let’s go back to the cave. I returned there several
times over a couple of day’s time. I’d close my eyes and be in it, each time starting off in darkness and having to gently guide myself to the allowance of my own light inside.
The scuffling noises that I’d heard, of course, showed up again and gave me an insight that is still playing over and over again like a mini movie in my head. There inside this cave and to my left, were about 10 people, crouched down low and holding on to one another’s shoulders, all slowly moving in the same direction in the cave together. The majority didn’t have flashlights themselves, so were huddled up close to each other with one gentleman who was out in front with a flashlight leading the way, but still crouched down like the rest. » Read more