The Steps Upon Our Paths to Freedom

Let me tell you a story today. I am only learning how to tell them so that the lessons held within may be felt and more clearly received by those whom are drawn towards their treasures I will admit. But even still I find such a inevitable pull towards the sharing of them. I hope that you feel transported in the following words and that a gift and a blessing are carried upon its gentle breath to lift you along your day.

Today I want to ponder on the choices that we make upon this delicate path of our living. From the morning awakenings and the blessing of peace held within those still gentle moments between fully waking and still enjoying a dream. That shifting and slippery perspective of transformational timing and the power that we can choose to utilize in those moments to help guide our days towards our best experiences.

I awoke that morning with a gently stirring upon my soul. I had no idea what the day would entail and yet still even so I held a calm that was rooted from the center of this beautiful Mama Earth to the stirrings of the stars so far above me that I seek with fervor, attempting to comprehend the totality of its light. Of it’s love all the while loving this divine purpose and presence that I hold onto so respectfully as my guide to living.

There is as much beauty and grace in not knowing everything as there can be in its knowing. That said one must acknowledge that everything is truly only known by one or none but rather an intangible yet tangible force I call Heavenly Father. We must accept this in our stumbling or our dancing upon our paths of living, lest ego take ahold and divert our treasured gift of knowing anything at all. So I awoke with a flash of light and a sense of gratitude. I set my intentions and called upon the Divine realm for support, for guidance, for opportunity and peace. For miracles, protection, joy, growth and so much that is intangibly defined thus far.

I chose to move. I could have stayed starry eyed in the warm blankets yet I chose to move. To start the juggling of energy held within the bright shiny newness of still dawns and silent mornings. I wanted to be outside. I wanted to feel the brisk air and see the shifting of the light. I wanted to seek the solace of my soul in the sunrise and seek the blessing of such a gorgeous gift so easily missed. So easily forgotten or left unappreciated and all it would take would be for me to choose to not look at it. To not feel it by choosing a different path.

So I chose to live the day starting fresh first thing and set out starting my cold vehicle to a warning of “ice is possible”. I chuckled like I do every time I read that as most of the time it is stating the plainly obvious as I’ve had to scrape some form of frozen beauty of my windshield or have been lazy and decided to spray window cleaner on it until the gorgeous sparkle of the frozen tundra is banished from my vision. How many times in our lives do we miss the plainly obvious?

I must interrupt this tale as I have just been blessed with joy.. My daughters just drew me a fantastic picture a vision they hold of me that makes me smile all the way to the center of my heart and core. You see they drew me “with a halo” in their own words and with two purple angels on either side of me. I told her I would look as soon as I finished this but I immediately sensed her disappointment and so was born this distraction from my tale of the day and onto a new one.

Choices right. We choose what we focus on and the rewards of our focus are abundant with true wealth. When we choose to love or to witness love or to support love or loving or any heart based action, word thought or deed we are planting the greatest harvest of all into our lives. One nothing can buy. I cannot count the number of times I am overcome with gratitude at the love I see reflected back to me in the many ways that my children to reflect this to me.

The moments I sit there smiling as I know what thoughts run through their minds as they take shape and form into this reality and the blessing and treasure it is to be able to be a part of such an experience. The smiles outweigh any sacrifice I have ever made and there have been many more then one would imagine if one truly knew. Yet not a single sacrifice do I ever regret and I truly feel at times as though all I could need to survive this life would be to notice these treasures as they bless my path and sustain myself on the joy that they hold within.

On that note I am off to choose to paint a masterpiece with my darling treasures and together we will swirl all the colours and paint some angels from the wings of the wind to the parchment of that paper. Sprinkle some glitter on top for good measure and then maybe make some Fairy Cakes. Fairy cakes are the best label for cupcakes ever and I am on a mission to change North American definitions of this sweet girly perfect treat. Who could turn that name down anyways.. mmmhmmm noone eating a Fairy Cake that is for sure.

May your day be blessed and may the sun shine ever so brightly upon your wishes, hopes, dreams, loves, passions and more. May you feel the love that is yours from the Divine today. May you be gifted with an awareness of its presence so strongly yet so gently that you cannot choose to deny it. Then may you set forth to blossom the real treasures of living this day, watering your soul and its seeds with Divine Love.

I love you all.

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