And the muse answered -- There would be no misstep. Only beauty. Only the perfection of each step, in darkness and light.
It was a scary thought. To hold tru that each step before me was blessed. For, if I truly believed each step before me was blessed, I would dance in the light of Love. I would sing loud. I would laugh and spin about. I would embrace fearlessness in each step. I would not fear falling.
The Path is the Way, I wrote in my journal. Trusting in the Universe I find The Way to trust in me on the Path where each step unfolds as a blessing before me.
In her blog today at Rushing to Yoga, Marilee shares a beautiful and soul-stirring post on her encounter with the Dalai Lama and on letting go to become that which we are seeking -- Love. In her words I found myself remembering to sink back into that place where I know, deep within me, that all my seeking for understanding is just a way to keep myself busy from being all that I am.
When I let go of seeking, I open my heart, my mind and my soul to being.
And in my being, I become, all that I am.
May your day be filled with being all that you are when you stop trying to become all that you can be.