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Fly!!!

Running.....

How interesting a subject to come to mind, given the last post about an aching foot and a reluctance to step out. I know though that I am running from something, energetically, at least. And my physical "foot" is trying to tell me something about that by holding me back.

The thing about running from myself is that a good portion of my real Self is not "home" to help me deal with the 3D pain and reluctance. I can feel the scatteredness of my energy - and in fact a very real lightheadedness and separation from my body. (It isn't a safe driving condition, for sure!)

So, the polarity of these two things is square in my face this morning. I am reluctant to step out, yet I run. I assume I "know" what this is about. Yet my consciousness resists its revelation, just at the moment.

My intention today is to integrate my Selves, like images that have separated, coming back into one. It is similar to what happens when one is tipsy - several versions of one thing need a concentrated focus to become clear and one again.

Integration, coupled with a vigilance to know the truth. I know how to find the way. Running not required.

One giant step.....

It's 5:30 a.m. as I begin to write this. That's not so bad, really, except that I have been awake since 3:00. I figure there must be a good reason to be up and at the computer (other than to do the work that must be accomplished sometime today), so I am choosing to "start" writing. Those of you who write will understand the call to do it that sometimes has nothing to do with having anything to write at the time!

My son is writing a novel and offers, as well, an opportunity for others to write fiction through a blog that he developed. He gets up early most days and writes before his work day begins. If he wasn't in Vancouver (where it is presently 2:30 a.m.) he and I might be at the computer at the same time today, searching the ethers for inspiration.

And I think that is why I am here. The apparent "block" to starting can be the biggest problem. I have noticed that every little thing that is a part of my everyday joins together like puzzle pieces to create a whole. I know that may not sound particularly profound, and yet it is for me. No moment, thought, intuition, phone call, comment, challenge, success, etc. is lost in the void. All of it fits into a perfect order of divine intention. Just because I can't always figure out the final picture doesn't mean it isn't there. And even when I get a sense of the whole for me, it is still only a little part of the big whole that is life.

All that to say that starting to take the next step can seem like a mistake, an uncertainty, a mis-step, yet stepping ahead is all one can really do. If the path seems like the wrong one, then turn around and try another. If all seems to be going well, continue on. If obstacles block the way, stop and solve the problem - maybe take a detour. All of these options are ones we would take on the road if we were driving - so why not with life? What keeps me from jump starting every day? What has me hesitantly putting my toe in the water before jumping right in? Of course the answer is that experience has taught me to be cautious, not daring; to be ready, not in a rush. And yet, some of my best experiences have come from moving quickly into the next stage.

Today, I am thinking about the fact that my foot hurts. It has been hurting for about eight months. I have found some physical relief through orthotics - and the metaphor that now I am "supporting myself appropriately" is not lost on me. Yet the ache continues.

What more keeps me from "stepping out?"