Any motion is good motion and so I completed my one new practice.
It is almost like the square puzzle with the numbers which you shift around , bombarding one next to another, shoving one up , another sideways, another into the corner. With patience, order or balance is received and perceived.
Finishing my run-walk I cooled down on a side street. There was debris from a remodeling being done in the neighborhood. Cracked and dusty sheet rock wedged along an old toilet and sink. On top, resting in perfect balance at the pinnacle of rubble was a bathtub box, with the words... BOLD. EXPERIENCE.
Hmmmmm. I looked around for more clues to this morning message. Next on the same side of the street was a red fire hydrant, followed by a reflecting stake, driveway, then mailbox, then reflecting stake.
( there is no quiz of order to follow,,, just breathe... grin)
Okay, my visual mind recouped the pattern, the journey, the order of all things even in the experience of loss.
The message received was in the rubble of experience, in the remodeling of your life, be bold, experience it all, there are others to help you put out fires and guide posts along the way reflecting the goodness and light back to you and you must simply open that box to receive. Just like that mailbox, sometimes we have something to send out, but in loss and grief you may not be able to send very much. Be open to receiving from others and be bold in this experience. There are invisible guides along the way.
May your light, even if a spark, be reflected in grand ways today. Be bold and receive. Sending you love,