I don’t know if it’s the days getting shorter, holidays approaching, or something in the water, but I’ve been feeling this feeling:
Everyone seems to be running a race toward something –
We’re all headed in the same direction – people are asking, “where are we headed?” but no one really has the answer to where
Some people are watching on the sidelines, contributing their two cents toward where we should be headed, but mostly,
People are shoving and pushing their way into line, heading toward somewhere, not wanting to be left behind.
The crowd heading somewhere is now larger than life – loud and out of control, hungry and tired and most definitely, lost.
It’s now that I find the set of eyes among the masses that are peaceful and undazed by this chaos.
“Excuse me, please,” and they graciously make room for me to exit.
I step out of the rat race.
Silence, finally. No more pushing, yes. A clear mind, wow!
And a discovery, a reason for, why we get off track.
“Remember…the entrance to the sanctuary is inside you” – Rumi