I slip into meditation this morning, my mind wanders, the muse beckons, a poem appears…
It is, I think, from a remnant of a dream that filled my sleeping moments last night.
The Path Unburdened ©2023 Louise Gallagher I am walking down a tree-lined path a path that only I know of golden light beacons like a beacon of hope calling me to move forward free of the mist that veils what lies behind me The mist cling. For too long I have carried all that lay behind with me, valuing it like a precious bundle of maps showing me the path forward. This place I stand It is familiar to me warm, inviting, embracing, I want to carry its essence with me and gather up all I see and feel and know and experience these are the moments I must remember, I tell myself and place them carefully in the safety of my bundle. My load grows heavier I take another step and then another step weighted down by the load I carry I lose my sense of purpose in each step the road ahead becomes less sure and I stand still, as hopelessness embraces me. I cannot breathe and turn to look behind me the mist has gotten heavier, the way back obscured I turn back to the path in front of me and see, a light beckoning in the distance shimmering in the beautiful mystery of what is yet to be revealed in the unseen path before me. And still, I hesitate I feel the heaviness of the burden I carry on my back Dare I let it go? I take a breath and close my eyes the light ahead shimmers in the darkness I set my bundle down Lighter now, I look with awe at the ground upon which I stand It is paved in leaves of gold set with precious gems of many colours. I look ahead and see the path before me For as far as I can see, to the point where the horizon meets the path golden light radiates. Welcoming and inviting. There is only one way forward I must step beyond the beauty of this moment, trusting the path will be revealed with every step I take, unburdened by what lies behind me. I leave the bundle full of many maps and untaken journeys on the ground and step forward. There is only one way to walk this path unburdened by the load of past regrets, road not taken, dreams undreamt to lie, fallow, along the path I cannot change the things I’ve done, or cast aside in my rush to move along I cannot change what was and can never be again. I step forward, unburdened and free, Shedding the weight of what came before and now lies behind me, I carry on, trusting the path will be unfold with each unburdened step I take leading the way into the exquisite mystery of what lies before me.
Love ❤️ it. Very moving. Thanks for sharing it
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Thank you Cristl. ❤
It is true, some things are very heavy to carry. I can be very stubborn about not letting go.
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I think that’s called being human Nance. ❤