I’ve just entered this elevator, and there are no numbered floors.  There’s a button to push and it’s my responsibility to label it.

First Floor, always be kind.  Kindness comes in all shapes and sizes…it could be a smile or a wink… it could be helping a disabled person with a door…it could be just hoping for the best for someone…it could be listening and supporting another’s pathway…it could be the  swelling tears in my eyes realizing that something has seen fit to enlighten me and I’m resonating with it… it could be taking a deep breath of ‘I Love Myself’ and not be so critical of my shortcomings…it could be allowing others to enjoy their lives in their way, without any input from me!…and it is so much more.

I’m learning I don’t know much for sure …. except, I know my Joy and Gratitude for the privilege of living this generous life;  I know this is another beginning for me in my Spiritual Quest.   I know when I feel love,  I know when I give love, and I know when I’m receiving love from someone else. I can only hope I give the same feelings to everyone else whom I love.

I don’t want to carve anything in stone….nor write anything in ink.  And, I don’t want to hold anyone else accountable in that way either.  Life is so fluid, changing second to second, and I’m realizing now it’s all I can do to keep up with this fluidity and motion.  This concept is absolutely freeing to me.  Weights are lifting; there’s a window shining light into  some of my darkened rooms, and I’m straining to see and feel as much as I can.

Although this is  new to me,  it’s not as much  a breakthrough, as it is a plunge-into…..and there’s no going backward.

This is the pathway of Liferays.net .  I  beckoned, and am now accepting,  my own invitation which I stated in my About Me page…..”Let’s Walk this path together and share our Life Rays.”

My intention is to engage with My World…A new step off the cliff of fear and the unknown  into the expanse of stars and endless pure space.   I’m not here to instigate others’ worlds, just navigate and situate my own.    I feel the wind at my back.  This is My Ship, This is My Helm.

Explosion of Life