To celebrate my “London Anniversary”, this morning we came to watch the sunrise by the river.
Standing on this bridge reminded me of all those, who like maself, have made this their home.
But where is home really? Where do we belong?
In trying to answer such a questions, we often spend our life moving around.
Some journeys, we have to take alone.
For they may take us far, although sometimes that won’t be far enough.
Precious Friends, we do not belong to a place or a person.
But to our Destiny.
We belong to what our Soul demands of us and where She takes us.
When we don’t know what that is, then we will even be foreigners within our own heart.
Yet, responding to Spirit’s call is often risky and always trying.
The journey of the soul cannot be put into words, at least not human’s words.
This alone is the one thing that actually requires us to walk a path that is never straight nor smooth.
Yes, we’d meet other souls along the way, possibly find love and even settle down somewhere.
But to walk the path of the soul is to be committed to its yearning for growth.
So we’ll go where we can be forged and take with us only the one who can stand the heat, for this is an “alchemical process” more than anything.
Spirit is the arcane alchemist who turns us into golden wholeness if we dare enough to take her direction.
As we walk our path we then realize the journey never ends, no matter how many endings and beginnings we get to see long the way.
And you my darling Gracers? What do you belong to?
And where has that taken you?
May you always trust that every step you take towards your destiny reminds the world of its own dream.