Guardian Angel: Spirit Woman

Spirit Woman (upper right) -- she sees what others can't through a mystical veil of color and beauty.  She proudly wears the gem that marks her spiritual journey and, through her deep silence, she has much to say and knows when and how to say it.  She teaches me to retreat into beauty, to hold my own mystery and explore its depths.  She helps me understand the eternal mystery and my place in the worlds of both spirit and the waking dream of reality.

On March 8, I left Colorado for what I thought would be a brief excursion into spring.   Fifteen days later, I'm sitting in a motel room in Oakhurst, CA, basically homeless and on a completely new path.  There is an old sports proverb that says you can't steal second without taking your foot off first base.  I've taken my foot off first and am now in that middle distance headed toward second, trying to watch all the players and where the ball is and be aware of any opportunities that might occur.  Adrenalin is up.  Time slows as my mind races. 

And, in this silent space of the moment, I turn to my Guardian Angels for advice.  Spirit Woman reminds me that this is a waking dream, an illusion of my own making.  It matters not which house I take ... or don't take.  I don't particularly like that advice as I have found a spectacular house that I can imagine being in for a very long time.  I can see the views of the Sierra in the distance and feel the presence of friends and family in the great room.  And, that might happen ... or it might not.  And, if it doesn't, another possibility will move forward in the dream and it will be life being perfect.  And, that is the reminder I need.  Life is perfect even when it doesn't seem so at the time.  My job is to find the perfection in each moment and honor it ... and, be grateful for it ... even if I get tagged out at second.