Am taking a day of quiet, solitude and contemplation. Reliving Friday. Spent the day in Central Park with my “sister-friend,” (to borrow V.’s phrase) K. I allowed her to lead me in a walk through the park to places I’d never been which turned out to be a metaphor for my current life lessons…
Central Park, NYC…secret tunnels leading to the unknown…
Like: the repetition of old behaviors is the root of every heartache and disappointment.
Central Park, NYC…off the beaten path…
Am realizing…
my whole life is my creation…
everyone, everything, every event and experience
is Self creating the lessons that “i ” am here to learn…
Self presenting me with mysteries that only “i” can solve…
My life is a Soul-inspired novela
peopled with characters who are mere reflections
of those aspects of self that I would prefer to not see…
And those 3-D dramas that I find myself caught up in?
Simply denied fears, doubts and conflicts that
I am conveniently projecting outward…
onto the world
Central Park, NYC…hidden corners of paradise…
Central Park, NYC…light…dark…shadows…reflections upon the waters of emotion…
Central Park, NYC…Life keeps on keeping on even when finding Itself between a rock and hard place…
Central Park, NYC…even in entanglement…the pure beauty of nature shines through…
Central Park, NYC…at rest…
Thank you, my dear friend for an enlightening journey
through Central Park
to places
I’ve never been
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