The Heart Knows...
Sometimes direction and answers to life's questions come from surprising and unexpected sources...even from within ourselves. Ever since my return from Africa in early August, I have been finding myself strangely ill-at-ease within my life, within my own skin, unsure of what this means and what I am to do with it. As I have tried to put this into words with friends recently, emotions have risen to the surface of which I had not even been totally aware...and I have had the discomfitting sensation of my heart being broken open again and again...though I was not even sure why. Each morning, each evening, my prayer has been for direction... for clarity in the midst of all this uncertainty, this discomfiture. And then, this morning, as I opened my book, Life Lines, to today's entry, written several years ago, I found myself staring at words which spoke to my heart in ways both wonderful and terrifying, coming as they do from my own chaotic past, reminding me that life is mostly li...