"Maybe it's true that we all scatter trails of words and music that are embedded in our footprints. That dream-tracks cover the land, are woven through waves like a map to find our way home. And maybe there's nothing: no tiny grains of sand, no rock, leaf or the smallest trickle of water that can't be sung."" – Ellen Kort – Sea Turtle (1995)
We never know, do we? We can never discover what our "trail of words and music" has meant in the lives of others.
Perhaps, what matters most is not what we know, but what we believe is meaningful for each of us. As I read Kort's words, I thought about the trail you, as a caregiver, travel each day as you go about your sacred work.
What is the question you ask yourself each morning? Do you rise with a "Yes" to the world? Or do you discover that you have fallen into a pattern that says "No" to your own life – over and over and over?
It's remarkably difficult for each of us to truly grow more alive each day. The comfort of routines can take us hostage.
I have spoken to many who, upon reaching the end of their careers, discover that they've been sleep walking through their jobs, mindlessly repeating tiresome tasks while counting the years, months, weeks and days until retirement.
Within a few months of retirement, lot of these folks discover disappointment. They enter a season of regret for all the years when they chose "No" to their lives instead of rising each day with a resounding "Yes" to their world.
The path of our lives is, Kort writes, "woven through waves like a map to find our way home." Do you know where "home" is for you? When you arrive there, will you be able to lean into the center of your heart with a sense of knowing that you have truly lived Love?
-Erie Chapman
*photo by Erie Chapman
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