In my distress I sat by the waterfall pool. Here, I asked the River of Life to wash away my sins. She said, “I cannot wash away what is not there.” So instead I asked her to being me an abundance of Love and Riches for I felt acutely impoverished. “I cannot bring you that which you already are.” In tears now, I pleaded, “Then show me this as I cannot see it in myself!” She replied, “This I can indeed do. Find yourself a deep, still pool and gaze into the depths of the water until you can no longer see your reflection. It is there you will know your soul.”
Summer time in all its fun and glory is a time when everyone should be happy or at least happier… right? Not always as far as I’m concerned; there’s an edginess to it that is hard to explain about summer, and I know I’m not alone in having some deeply challenging feelings in the summer season.
There’s many who share in this. It’s not that I don’t love the sun and warmth and I especially love the long summer evenings when it hardly seems to get dark at all… but once the Solstice is over I can’t help but feel a disquieting, persistent thought that nips at my heels reminding me that the summer isn’t going to last; that it’s all going to be over and everything will dies. I almost dread the first signs of the leaves turning in August, and yet I love the autumn.
Then there’s another part that feels even crueller; the disappointment of unfulfilled dreams. Continue reading →