Convergence

Another photo from Iceland! We saw a lot of waterfalls on this trip, but I never got tired of them. Each one was different, and had its own qualities. Some trickled slowly down mountainsides, and some rushed and fell hundreds of feet. This waterfall is called Goðafoss, and is an extraordinary semicircle of rushing water.

What strikes me about this picture is the idea of convergence, of all of this water coming together and thundering into the same basin. There are times in our lives when we struggle, and times when things come together. Sometimes this convergence even seems effortless. I try and stay attuned to what paths open up and what doors seem closed, taking these as hints from the spirits about which direction to go. I am often astounded at what avenues become available when I pay attention.

I received a teaching today from a lovely human teacher about the individual divine paths each of us has in our lives, for the purpose of healing the world. These paths are unique to us, and no one can do our unique work for us (lest you think this is some new age nonsense, the teaching comes from a mystical lineage founded 500 years ago). In giving myself the space to consider what has opened up for me in my life, the road can seem to twist and turn, but it does lead in a direction--towards what end, I can't guess!

I wonder, have you felt yourself being guided in a particular direction? Is there a pull, a whisper, that you can't ignore?

 Sometimes, I think, we ignore these things for too long. We convince ourselves that this is not the way, or that the path will be too hard, or that making big shifts in our lives is impossible.

Building on the idea of responsibility from last month, what is our responsibility to do what we are here to do? If we each have a unique role in healing the world, what happens when we don't fulfill it?