Today I wish for:
Some days, things seem to circle back around on themselves, giving me too many options, and allowing me to find no clarity of direction (in any context). Today’s like that.
I’ve wondered if, in the unclear times, the lack of clarity is a result of my somehow having become separated from my self—from Source. And sometimes, I can become more clear by stopping and napping, or praying, or meditating, or even cuddling with a cat. But sometimes, nothing I do provides clarity.
Now that I’ve written that out loud, I think that perhaps those moments (the ones where nothing I do helps me find clarity) come because it’s not time for me to know the direction. Perhaps the clarity I seek is a message to sit and wait. Perhaps there’s something else on its way to me that I can’t see now, but the seeing of which will give me the clarity I need on other things. I’ll work with that and see what happens.
Huh. Funny, this—in the wishing, and the writing, I’ve found what I wanted! Yay for wishing!