It can be daunting to fly above the fray. To keep your sights set on the limitless possibilities of the sky above. Especially if the weight of the world feels like it is dragging you into the mud.
Regardless of what is happening in the world around us, we have the choice in how we respond. We can decide to get mired in the grit and grime of fighting for every step on the path, or, we can choose to focus on the possibilities of the sky above and keep soaring higher and higher.
When I was healing from a relationship that almost cost me my life, and everyone and everything I loved and held dear, I was very, very broken. Every day, I would take my trusty Ellie, the Wonder Pooch, for a walk in the woods up the street from where I was living. I would walk along the path, deep into the woods and the worry and woes would invade. I was broke and broken, I felt lost and afraid and I was terrified I would never heal, never be able to reclaim my life and repair the damage and hurt I’d caused in my daughters’ lives.
I wanted to stay stuck, to not take responsibility for my life, to not move forward. I was so scared.
And still, I knew I had to make a choice. I had to decide to live or be the walking, breathing dead.
I had to decide if I was going to let the worries and woe weigh me down, or allow myself the grace of healing in Love with every step I took.
And so, I chose to look up into the sky high above the treetops. I chose to listen to the wind rustling in the leaves, the patter of Ellie’s paws as she raced amongst the deadfall along the path. I chose to hear the birds, and to see the blue sky and light high above.
Looking up and believing in the infinite possibilities of the sky above didn’t change the challenges I faced.
It did change how I felt, how I stepped, how I saw my situation.
I could see myself as locked in on a path of darkness, surrounded by deadfall, fearing ‘what comes next’.
I could see myself surrounded by limitless possibilities spanning the horizon, fearlessly opening me up to the anticipation and mystery of “what comes next”.
I held the key to the choices I made.
To fall, crawl or fly free.