Crossroads are the call to exploration

That’s what Emmanuel says today.  The crows outside cackle, the forest is rooted in it.  But I am a human and argue with it.

No matter.  All spirit.  All waves.  All ripples and rushing energy from the mysterious mountaintops to the far away ocean.  I sit on a rocky river shore, hearts and love at every turn and know with every cell in my body the goodness and grace of All That Is.

The challenge is to chant that indubitable truth with every breath as I pack all my material entourage into boxes and drive 3000 miles to make a new nest and explore.

Putting on my explorer hat, I bow to the Divine within me, honor the love that made me and greet the shining day.Downriver Beckler 2013

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