Lifting The Fog...

Sometimes, as we coast through life, there is a fog. We may not even be aware that we are in a fog. This was how I lived, for many, many years. I wasn't seeing. I wasn't living. I wasn't even feeling. I was simply..existing. I went through the motions and I followed all the right rules. 


There are those other times in life when, almost miraculously, that fog begins to lift. If we are lucky..or maybe if we are just incredibly open to it and blessed, this fog begins to lift. I can tell you the minute my fog began to lift, but I can't tell you the cause. I just know where I stood that day and the feeling that I had. I had a sensation, or a "knowing", that I didnt have to live in this fog. It was a powerful feeling that encompassed my body both inside and out. I knew at that very moment that I had to start living my life, to find my way out of the fog.


Lifting the fog, emerging from the fog is not always easy. Oh, it can bring great pain. There are people who surrounded me who would have preferred that I stay in the fog. It was more comfortable for them..like seeks like. But I could no longer just survive. It was a burning..I couldnt hold it back any longer. 


It took incredible work, a force of sheer will, to move the fog..really, really move it. But what lay on the other side..oh let me tell you. Why do we keep this to ourselves? To be aware, to be living, to be thriving outside of the fog is magnificent!
What is even more thrilling is to be surrounded by people who are way outside of the fog, who live in the brightness and wrap the world in it. Like seeks like for sure!