to lose our way toward the unknown


God speaks to each of us as he makes us,

then walks with us silently out of the night.

These are the words we dimly hear:

You, sent out beyond your recall,

go to the limits of your longing.

Embody me.

Flare up like flame

and make big shadows I can move in.

Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.

Just keep going. No feeling is final.

Don’t let yourself lose me.


there is a rhythm to calling forth the unrequited shift of soul work…..a felt sense of sacred refocusing……aliveness and emotional poise, like stars finding us on the drive home…..

When I first understood my work, a door opened wide and I became transparent to Spirit. The more I offer myself to my soul’s work, the more I feel touched by Spirit. The portal is open to both the descending and ascending spiritualities. The descent uncovers the mysterious, ineffable essence of my being that has been yearning for expression all my life. The ascent is the glory of being held in invisible compassionate arms as I give this gift- my heart- to the world…..Annie Bloom

practicing kindness

And something ignited in my soul,

fever or unremembered wings,

and I went my own way,


that burning fire

and I wrote the first bare line,

bare, without substance, pure


pure wisdom

of one who knows nothing,

and suddenly I saw

the heavens


and open.

…Pablo Neruda

5 thoughts on “to lose our way toward the unknown

  1. It is as if we stood on a precipice, the top of a fall of water, descending into a current that rolls and tumbles for a time into a great, deep clear pool … Who would choose to take the leap, or ever have the strength to survive the fall, yet there are hands that hold us through it all … We forget this truth as we descend into the darkness which we call light – that we are guided and protected the entire time ….

  2. What a beautiful piece, a reminder to seek only the truth that is held sweetly within our soul. And like the image it is there, it is tucked away in the place we need it most – a quiet place to sit, arms to reach around. We are ever only just beginning to understand the beauty that is our wandering – the road we never thought to leave.

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