Journey 9/30/07

My journey is like a winding road that starts with the beginning. Although I don’t know the ending, I feel somehow it’ll change me. I was sent through the forest, through the thoughts and feelings of my every day life. How simple it was to get lost in the high shrubbery of problems, of the drama that is truly not there. How I may felt dim and lightless when the forest got to dense with problems that I faced. When I felt the forest would consume me in it’s oppression, I saw a light at the end. I reached that rebirth, that freedom of openness. Although it’s a new beginning, I realized it’s a new path. An unknown feeling that it would be long and strenuous. It seems to be a simple one, a narrow passage of dirt between fields of tall grass and mountains, but yet in it’s simplicity there’s a change of sorrow. A sorrow of my past, lurking behind me, daring me to look back. In the distance I see peace. A simple chapel with more love pouring out, than a cathedral of gold and splendor. At the sight of it, I knew I would find everything I was looking for and more. As I slowly get there, trying to stay calm and not get overly excited; I opened the door. This door was heavy and in it’s plainness, it was home. As I walk in, I notice a figure in the front and my heart stopped. It was the man I’d been loving all my life and could never see. The person that I give so many questions to and his caring answers kept me whole. I walked up to and him and he stood to give me the most comforting hug that anyone has ever given. As our embrace finishes we sit next to each other in the pew that he was in. Although he didn’t say a word, we had a conversation that settled any doubts I’ve ever had. I knew my purpose; why I was here. Many people wouldn’t understand how something that simple, that small, and to some insignificant; can make a difference in so many lives. By the end of our moment, I was leaning on his shoulder as I do to anyone I care for. I stood to leave because my time had come to leave that space, I looked at him and with my face he knew I loved him. I loved him more than anything I could ever love. The best thing was that he told me to share. So as I walked out and took the last glance of the man I loved, I walked out with such peace and a serene essence. I walked back up that narrow path; I knew that I must begin my work.