What is my intention for today? Gathering up my thoughts, trying to discern an answer to that question. I soon went to my phone to check in on the world. Not always the best choice for anything related to peace of mind! However, I read a lovely writing from Braided Way Magazine and after a time of meditation I found myself feeling a bit more peaceful. I soon headed outside with my coffee to visit with the birds and unwind the dreams message. It is rare that this level of dream communication efects me so profoundly.
I have been noticing the spring and summer birds are starting to migrate now. There has been a whisper of fall in the air here for several days. Leaves are beginning to turn a bit and I see them fall when I drive into town. The morning's are cooler and sunlight patterns are changing. My step son Aaron one said, "curiosity is gold baby!" So I'm going to stay curious as I focus in on my intentions and take note of my inner perspective as I keep track of my surrounmdings and my body as I go about my daily life. I know I am in a major life pattern change now. Realizing what comes next and the gifts that show themselves is part of my perspective today.
An Inner Whisper
Not Obvious Or Known To Others
Human identity is complex. Nothing is ever given simply or immediately. Even the simplest act of perception has many layers…Time and memory often reveal things later that were staring us in the eye, but we never noticed them. The quest for the truth of things is never ending. To be human is to be ambivalent. Every experience is open to countless readings and interpretations. We never see a thing completely. In sure anticipation, our eyes have always already altered what awaits our gaze.The search for truth is difficult and uncomfortable. Because the mystery is too much for us, we may opt to settle for the surface of things. Comfort becomes more important than true presence. This is precisely why we need to hear the discerning voice.
Somewhere in every heart there is a discerning voice. This voice distrusts the status quo. It sounds out the falsity in things and encourages dissent from the images things tend to assume. It underlines the secret crevices where the surface has become strained. It advises distance and opens up a new perspective through which the concealed meaning of a situation might emerge…Its intention is to keep the heart clean and clear. This voice is an inner whisper not obvious or known to others outside..Yet much depends on that small voice. The truth of its whisper marks the line between honor and egoism, kindness and chaos. In extreme situations, which have been emptied of all shelter and tenderness, that small voice whispers from somewhere beyond and encourages the heart to hold out for dignity, respect, beauty and love. That whisper brings forgotten nobility into an arena where violence has traduced everything. This faithful voice can illuminate the dark lands of despair. It becomes both the sign and presence of a transcendence that no force or horror can extinguish. Each day in the world, in the prisons, hospitals and killing fields, against all the odds, this still, small voice continues to echo the beauty of the human being. In haunted places this voice carries the light of beauty like a magical lantern to transform desolation, to remind us that regardless of what may be wrenched from us, there is a dignity and hope that we do not have to lose. This voice brings us directly into contact with the inalienable presence of beauty in the soul.
— John O’Donohue, from Beauty: The Invisible Embrace (pp. 74-75)
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