~Dearest Kahlil, Thank you for the clarity. Lovingly yours, Katie~
The hidden well-spring of your soul must needs rise and run murmuring to the sea;
And the treasure of your infinite depths would be revealed to your eyes.
But let there be no scales to weigh your unknown treasure;
And seek not the depths of your knowledge with staff or sounding line.
For self is a sea boundless and measureless.
-Kahlil Gibran The Prophet, On Self Knowledge
Every day of my life is spent in decision.
Gray and smudge-edged, hard and razor-sharp, not my own, my own.
I turn my eyes to my palms to find answers,
or I turn to those beside me.
I look to past choices,
and I think of future decisions.
My future has only ONE clearly defined shape: love.
(from the DRUIDCRAFT TAROT)
I'm beginning to understand that where I am is where I should be.
I'm beginning to believe that when the time comes to decide to move on, it will be as easy as slipping into a lake on a hot day.
I'm beginning to believe that LOVE isn't as hard to follow as I make it out to be.
I am always just beginning to understand that love is a choice.