Like the moon pulling the waves...so too my mind s-t-r-e-t-c-h-e-s, and then releases. Again, s-t-r-e-t-c-h and release.
Can't quite figure out all the stirring within, but something is happening.
Do you ever feel like your destined to be doing ... well, something else? The vastness of the world, the poverty, the faces, the stories, the suffering, the celebrations...it all exists out there and yet here I sit, in the safety of my home, my neighborhood, my country.
Where can I go to fill the hole within? Can I build a well so children can be nourished by clean drinking water? Spend time in a refuge camp? An orphanage? Adopt? Live humbly. Give. Give. Give. Serve in the Peace Corps? Travel by foot? Write? Learn languages?
Of course I am pulled back to Earth, my world, my home, my family, my children, my job. I think of jeans I'd like to buy, movies I'd like to watch, organic food I'd like to eat. I bathe in gallons of clean water, brush my teeth several times a day, sip Starbucks, drive freely, on-line shop, snap at the kids, worship in the church of my choice, sleep restfully.
How can I give more, be more, learn more, live more? How can I fill my life with more spirit? How can I share my freedoms with those who suffer?
Where can I get that, do that, see that, try that, buy that?
Some days I imagine shedding my skin and following the footsteps of my soul. Some days I imagine leaping into a life where selfless acts come first, and where that means much more than serving a hot meal to others before ourselves. Some days I feel the bubbling inside and wonder if I have the courage to make it last...
And then I look into the faces of that which I've already begun. I can't leave them. Not because they need me. But because I need them. I need their strength to guide me through this world, this place. And my prayer is that we journey into our future with clarity, grace, and purpose, together.