If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hearts. ~Henry David Thoreau
Have you ever experienced a place of wholeness in life? Perhaps you’ve reached within and felt peace. Maybe you’ve stumbled across a spot in the woods where you were connected in spirit. These places whether physical or internal give us a sense of self and connection at the same time. They provide peace and truth. These sacred places humble us to the power of life, and yet complete us even if only for the time being. What a sensation, this belonging to oneself and the universe.
I’ve found this time and space within myself on occasion, but there are some places in the midst of nature that invoke this for me. My two favorites are a particular riverside property, and the other atop a mountain we often hike. This weekend I was blessed to visit both.
Saturday night we cooked out and enjoyed the company of family on the river. On Sunday we accompanied my husband’s cousins and their eighty year old father on a hike to Spy Rock. What an honor it was to be a part of this special trip. His uncle walks with a cane and it is not a simple trail. It required a group effort of all parties to accomplish this.
When we reached the rock top of the mountain, we each took in the majestic view of the many mountains surrounded by clouds. Fog traveled through the ridges and settled over the peaks. I scanned the faces of those around me. The contentment on their faces was exactly what I felt in my heart. The expression of satisfaction across the uncle’s face is one I will carry with me. It reminds me accomplishment is what we make of it. The only mountains we need climb are the ones of our choosing.
Always remember, my friends, you don’t have to save the world, only yourself. And somehow in doing that, you become a vital unit in doing the other.
Have you found the sanctuary within yourself? Do you have a physical sanctuary (not speaking of churches or synagogues here)? Is there a place or a time of the day when you have a definite sense of connection? Where is your place of truth?