IS ANYTHING EVER COMPLETE?

I found the draft of this post from nearly a year ago. I smiled to notice that on the surface, I seem to have made very little progress over the past year.

I’m still puzzling over the same connections and questions, and I’m still not ready to fill in the end. Maybe that’s the whole point…

(from 23 April 2013)

Lately I’ve been grappling with some frustrations over wanting more clarity about several decisions I see hovering in the coming weeks.

I’m dancing around Springtime energies, which for me seem to be as disruptive as fat bamboo bursting through Georgia clay.

As I walked home last night, I tried my best to focus on figuring out what I even wanted clarity about. I’ve spent a couple months sitting down, asking to connect, to be shown something, anything, that might give me some direction.

I confess I’m nostalgic for the days from three springs ago, when the words of All About Enlightenment flowed through the pendulum and pen for hours a day, for six weeks. Those days burst with energy and purpose, but they also brought great trauma and deep disruption in my family life and relationships. I received the connection I longed for, and the assignment I craved, at the price of a semblance of a “normal” life.

In the aftermath, I’m cautious about what I ask for, and how strongly I stamp my feet when things seem a bit quiet for my taste.

Back to my walk home and its results.

I’ve also been sorting through a range of interwoven threads I’ve noticed; these  amount to sensing connections between Buddhism, Native American wisdom, and my friends the ETs.

I’m terrifically encouraged by suggestions I received yesterday evening for dreamwork, and the results.

I’ll share them in the next post, in hopes that you might them helpful.