Journey to the Unknown

The unknown is not always a scary place. 

You take small measured steps 

and close your eyes in excitement and fear.

And when you crossed the unknown

you discover yourself. . .

Your memory is not always reliable

so you work with the pulse and scent

of the present and the clues of the past

and discover yourself . . .

Who would think I would forget this lovely place 

that held such wonderful memories?

Trick, the scallops gave it away!

Either my metabolism or my memory is shot

but to capture the essence is such wild fun!

The pathways ahead is not always linear

nor the clues clearer or brighter

but when one sees with a trusting heart

the pathways unfold its blinding truth . . .

 

And in that curvy winding path

are familiar faces and regular challenges . . .

There are no accidents

and simple formulas

to hard work,

to acknowledging skills

as well as sharing and honing them

with others.

And connecting with all of creation.

Including a cat . . .

Are you visiting?

Are you staying?

Are you mine?

Yes.

No.

Yes.

The answer is that one needs to unwind.

To be able to give, one must take stock of things,

to be able to share only the best. . .

This scene was a break in an all-day meeting 

held out-of-town last week.

Everybody hied to the restroom 

before we drove to another restaurant

to continue our meeting over lunch.

The journey is meeting a lot of unknowns.

To know and be known.

To own and be owned.

To love and be loved.

I went through the spectrum of it all.

And I am glad to have taken the journey.

And I am super glad to have made it home as well.

I am sure your journey is just as enlightening . . .