My Miracle Walk

SARK recommends miracle walks when you need a miracle in your life. It is the simple process by which prior to embarking on a walk with no real destination or agenda, you open your hands to the Universe, ask for a miracle and then put one foot in front of the other.

Let me share with you... I need a miracle. Recent occurances in my marriage have brought me to a crossroads. And I have been striving to discover my lesson here, my higher intent for the creation of these events. And although I am only a co-conspirator, I believe that we are all orchestrators of every happening in our life, no matter how powerless we may feel or how painful those happenings may be.

So I've been asking... what's my lesson here. Have I presented myself with this as a lesson in patience, compassion, forgiveness and unconditional love. Or have I instead created these circumstances that I may finally get the message that it is time to move on. I've been leaning towards the latter and have one foot out the door.

With this in mind, I embarked on my miracle walk, which in the middle of this desert metropolis, consisted of a journey around the parking lot of a local shopping plaza. I found an alcove that I never knew existed which led me to the driveway behind the building. I looked at some stones and finally decided to pick one up. And the question came to me "if this rock was your soul, what would you see in it" and the subsequent answer was that "it has a hole in it". Then I dropped it and started to walk away. And a voice yelled "hey, you don't throw it away just because it has a hole in it" so the rock is sitting here on this table beside me.

The next significant occurance on this miracle walk came as I rounded the corner and happened upon a store front. The store was closed, but it's display window was filled with messages. Most gentle words of encouragement like a Lao-Tsu quote about the richest person being the one who knows he has enough and another sentiment about not letting yesterday eat up too much of today. And then I happened upon a greeting card with a picture of a puppy who had obviously misbehaved very badly, and it said "Love me when I least deserve it for that is when I most need it." To me, that speaks loudly of a lesson in forgiveness and unconditional love.

What say you?

A friend posed the thought this morning "where does unconditional love end and honoring self begin". Obviously this is the heart of the question I have been asking. And in truth, I wonder if there should be a line that divides the two. In an ideal world, I would hope not. But in a world frought with human error is it not imperative that we set some boundaries and standards. When people can be so cruel and unkind, must we not sometimes stand up and say "I will not accept that". Unconditionl love means loving in the face of ugliness, but not allowing that ugliness to encroach on your own beauty.

I stand before you now knowing that I am beauty incarnate. I am the embodiment of the gods in all their glory and flaws. As are you. And somehow, I will hear my answer through my anger, confusion and tears.