A mystery, through and through

In Odin’s mailbox this rainy morning…

We walk the bottom of an ocean we call sky. — Jim Harrison

The Way of the Watercourse is unceasing in its flow. In that flow is an ongoing call to each of us.

“Where it will take you or what will happen to you cannot be known—by you or anyone else. Maybe something happens. Maybe not. In either case, there is nothing special about it. It is a mystery, through and through, and it (this path you are on) is what you sought.” – Ken McLeod

From learning to ride a bicycle we come to know something about interior balance, getting the hang of something from the inside out. From learning to float, we discover that trust means relaxing and letting something else hold you up. From ecstatic lovemaking, we learn not to fear dissolving into oneness. The language of transformation is already written deeply within our bodies. . . . trying to find transformative spirit with the intellectual center is something like trying to play a violin with a saw: it’s simply the wrong tool for the job....it is not done with the mind alone. – Cynthia Bourgeault (adapted), from Daily Meditations at CAC.