I love the tiny feet of my daughters - they're soft, round and perfect. Those little feet have so far to go, so many kilometers to travel. As individuals, our girls have such amazing adventures to embark on and I will do my best to never hold them back, remembering always that their lives and loves are their own to discover. I will guide them as best as I can, I will love them with all of my heart and I will encourage them to be the people they want to be.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

The only way to get to the truth is to listen to your heart, to pay very close attention to your gut. It is YOUR truth and that does not mean it is the same truth for someone else's life. We all have a different journey. When something is right and true, it feels peaceful. Things that are right and true are not always the answers we are hoping for, they are not always the easiest answers, but they always always always bring us to a place of peace.

So this little piece of advice was courtesy of today's Daily Truth from the Brave Girl's Club. In times of uncertainty, I think it is often the case that the things that are right and true are not always the answers we are looking for, and they are definitely not always the easiest answers.

From past experience I can't say I have found that listening to my heart has always taken me in the right direction, it's that gut instinct I try to follow. A few months ago during a serious discussion with my eldest daughter about all things religious, she asked how she would know if God were speaking to her. Not being the most religious person myself, I had to really think about my answer. I told her that she should always listen to her tummy. When her tummy tells her that something is wrong, when her tummy doesn't feel right, then she'll know that God is speaking to her from within, and then she will know what to do. The heart is just too emotional and leads people down paths that are often irrational.

Choosing an answer that takes us to a place of peace certainly seems to make the most sense. Why choose conflict, when once can have peace? And sometimes when we're scared or tired, that peaceful place is calling so loudly that we can't get there fast enough. But peace also means safety and although that is what most of strive towards - like a baby lying in her Mother's arms knowing that there is no safer place in the world - where would we be as a human race if we always chose the safe and peaceful route? If we didn't have those adventurous mortals who, instead of choosing the safe place, climbed mountains; swam in freezing waters; flew in rockets to the moon; ventured through forests to protect gorillas; made new discoveries that rocked our foundations. If I think of a world where everyone always chose to stay in their safe place, I imagine a clinical, white space with people smiling sweetly to each other, but all the while wanting to rip a hole in the wall so that they could climb out and escape.

So much to consider as this world turns and each little human being lives their little bit of life - yearning, loving, crying, laughing, asking, fighting, hoping, wishing their way through their own personal journey that in no way reflects the journey of another. We may share some of the same experiences of a person whose life is in line with ours at that particular moment in time, but, yes, our journey is our own - and it's up to each of us to choose how we want to play out that journey - with our feet planted firmly on the ground, or running with our eyes closed through the sunflowers.

Right now, I choose peace. I choose to lie on that hammock rocking gently in the warm breeze on a beautiful beach and do nothing more than read, sleep and drink exotic cocktails. Unfortunately though I can only go there in my head because reality beckons. Cheerio!!


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