For 5 days we have had rain and more rain and low clouds with the sun refusing to shine daily except for one bright Wednesday morning for exactly 2 hours followed by a deluge of rain for 24 hours. This isn't a normal phenomenon here. Yes, June can be a very rainy month but this isn't the Pacific NW and the sun generally rules the day.
For me, the symbol searcher and metaphor masher, I found myself reflecting on this pattern for insight into the bigger picture. Refusing to dwell on the obvious of "not more rain" coupled with the pouty "I want sunshine" I found myself investigating my true reaction to this turn of weather.
Coupled with the Full Moon where I relished the release of what I perceived to be stumbling blocks I have been gifted with visitors to my humble abode. This timing was perfect to help deflect any insights I felt would follow my full moon ceremony. Spending time with friends is always motivating fun filled with opportunities to connect deeper. It is also time that takes one out of your normal patterns and brings a smidgeon of chaos. It is a time that asks you to connect on a deeper soul level with another human, another soul, another traveler bringing you to a new level of soul identity.
Sitting watching the mist swirl forth from my surroundings my soul nudged me to find my new soul identity and either claim it or not. Could I really actualize and relish my new connections and identity? Was I willing to leave behind a pattern of solitude? Would this short time spent with others in my home and life open me to a better understanding? Is the direction spent the last 7 months the only direction?
Garnering all my reflections, I realized soon I would be leaving the course of my life and embarking upon another direction, another journey that would lead me deeper into my soul identity. This journey would include more interaction. It would be filled with other soul travelers embarking on their new levels of identity. My community was calling. It was asking me to leave my pattern of solitude, my cave of reflection, and come forth out of the mist.
Was I up to this request? Could I still set aside solitude, creation time, and be watchful of old patterning and denial? As the mist moved up and out of my space I knew like it I was ready. I could be the mist and its the aftermath, life.
We are not defined by our patterns. We are not defined by our friends, our body, our work, or our words. Everything is fluid. Everything is mist. All life, all identity comes as mist and it is us who brings into the world. We are the mist. We form and swirl creating our life. We are then asked to release and awaken into the light allowing it to feed us drawing us out of the separation. It asks us to relish the time of the mist. It asks us to be the time after the mist.
For me I know what time it is. What about you?
The Soul Traveler