"Joan of Arc" |
Night travelers walk
Beneath the pure white full moon
Embracing Mystery
Toni Austin-Allen (haiku I wrote for my forearm tatoo)
Last night I stayed up late watching
“Everest”. I don’t know if the movie
triggered my mood or lying in my camper at 1 o’clock in the morning, as the
winter was creeping, in triggered it. It
was probably a little of both. Whatever
the reason, I found myself sad, doubting, and lonely. I thought about all the
people I simply “knew” I had disappointed by continuing on my life’s journey. I know that none of my friends and readers
have ever experienced this feeling in the middle of a dark night, right?! Actually, I can’t imagine that there is a
person out there who has not experienced this feeling!
As the morning dawned, I made my daily pot
of coffee and lay back down for my morning readings and meditations. What did I read but this, “Happiness is not
an accident. It comes from following the
spiritual voice found in each of us.
This isn’t always easy.
Sometimes, the voice tells us to do things we’re afraid of.” Then, “The Spiritual voice inside us speaks
of care and love. It will never tell us
to hurt others or ourselves….If we follow this guiding voice, it will lead us
to happiness.”
I have had several friends say to me, “I
really want to follow my path, but Toni, my path isn’t going to look like yours!” My first inner response is, “Oh my god, I
hope not!” My path, although it may look
romantic on the outside, is not very romantic, and it is not very easy in terms
of comfort. I had a “knowing” about this
very early on, when I was traveling, that comfort was going to be an issue in
my future. Right now, I have been back
in my camper for three months, the winter is quickly approaching, my bathroom
is a bucket, I wash my dishes in the cold
well water outside, I get a bath or shower no more than twice a week,
sometimes only once a week, and trips to get stuff are 40 to 90 minutes away.
My house is being built as I write, however, so I know that this is a means to
an end. It too, has not been easy
because good help is hard to find out here.
I spent all last week fixing something important to the foundation of
the house, as well as helping out my builder until we could find skilled labor. I am NOT skilled labor, but I did enjoy the
work. I haven’t made any friends out here yet.
I have another “knowing” that I need to lay low, work in the direction
that is speaking to me, and eventually, people and happenings will come when it
is time. Mostly I am in contact with
some nice and helpful men who are watching out for me and my house, but not
once in all this time have any of them asked me what I really think or feel
about anything. Sometimes that gets tiring, but it makes me so very grateful
for my friends and family far and wide.
I do not take them for granted anymore.
With all that said, I don’t feel that I would do it any other way, and I
really don’t dwell about my lack of modern comfort. This is what my spiritual voice has led me
to, so as the modern phrase says, “It is what it is”. That doesn’t mean I don’t question my
choices, it just means that I have to dig deeper each and every day so I keep
listening to this voice and not fall prey to my fearful and doubtful mind.
Through this, I have discovered that when
people talk about “waking up,” they aren’t saying that all things will become clear. I think what this means is that the only
thing that really becomes clear is that this life we are leading is much more
mysterious and complex than we could ever imagine. There are forces at work, spiritually,
emotionally, and physically, that we have no control over, and our job is to
listen to this inner voice and follow it to the best of our abilities. We run around all day every day thinking that
we can control our lives and everyone else’s.
We make ourselves miserable by doing this, and if we don’t get the results
we want from those around us, we often make their lives miserable as well.
Do I still want to know what is going to
happen in the future? Absolutely! Will I ever get the answer ahead of time? Absolutely not! But knowing this, my life has much less
chance of falling into disappointment, boredom, or despair. In fact, it takes a huge load off because I
am not in charge anymore. It is a
seemingly scarier way to live until you realize that this voice is truly
leading us to happiness. Embracing the
mystery of it all, and realizing that our existence is pretty damn magical, is
what I feel “waking up” means.
I had a vision during my quiet time this
morning that symbolized where I am right now.
I was a wolf, off in the distance, watching a tall, handsome native
man. He was standing looking at his
young daughter who was sitting in the sand.
His wife was behind him as was the village. He was a scout and had his eyes looking
outward. I thought he might start walking
in search of something, but he turned and walked around to the back of the
village and entered into a dark cabin. I
watched him enter, and then, I eventually followed him inside. We sat in complete darkness. We just sat…silently. He did not speak to me nor I to him.
We are all so afraid of the dark, but isn’t
that where the mystery dwells? I
encourage you to turn out the light, and just listen.
"Waiting To Build" |
"My Little Home...So grateful" |
"Enjoying the work, and Teddy helped" |
"Morning Light" |
"Beauty in the Dark" |
I have fortunately never been afraid of the dark, maybe because anything that ever traumatized me happened in the bright light of day. Or maybe because I have always been more of a night owl and darkness was my friend. I feel the same as you that there is mystery in the dark. Not that I have been at the beach very often but when I am I love sitting in the sand and watching the waves roll in and the water and moon flickering together and on occasion a brillant blue streak will shine as a wave rolls and flows finally reaching the beach. Darkness has always shared it's beauty and peace with me. Love you!
ReplyDeleteShelly, you are so lucky. I would have guessed this about you. You have a very deep spirit, indeed. I feel it.
DeleteHello Sweet Friend! Although our meeting was brief and unexpected out there on the West Fork Trail in Sedona. . . maybe it was DVT (Divine Right Timing) or "meant to be". Your openness with your journey, your challenges which you verbalize with a level of sacred neutrality, a bit of acceptance mixed with moments of trepidation - it always speaks to me. I bless that little moment of time, watching Teddy's joyful playing in the water, off leash for a bit of time, while we chatted on the shores. These seemingly mystery moments of life are often the sweetest. I count that meeting with you one of them. As always, thank you for sharing your inner witness. My inner witness hears yours. xoxo
ReplyDeleteI so agree Rebecca. I don't know what it was about that meeting, but it was special for me as well.
DeleteI hope that we do meet one day, but for now, I'm so happy you are open to me sharing with you and you with me in this way.
Thank you for sharing both your words, wisdom, and beautiful pictures, Toni!
ReplyDeleteYou are welcome. Writing these posts give me a great deal of satisfaction and peace. Thank you for letting me share them.
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