I wrote this on day 4 at Warrior Monk.
When do I not feel the call? Lately it is my constant companion. I can feel it luring me, and I welcome it. But what exactly am I being called to do? I realize I am on the path, the deer trail before me hidden in the woods, but the end is unknown. The last word of the sentence “I am” remains elusive. What I discovered today is that the word I’m searching for is elusive because there is no word. I can stop frantically searching for a title for what I am being called to be because there is no title. To give it a title would impose a limit – and my potential is limitless. Writer, teacher, healer, I can be all of those and more. With a sense of astonishment I realize that I can’t see the end of the path because there is no end. I am writing, teaching, healing right now – in this very minute – and so much more. This is my calling. Welcome calling.
About Me
- TreeTalker
- I started flying when I was 17, and I have been flying commercially since 1991. In my 30's I became interested in nutrition, complementary medicine, and spirituality. I discovered Reiki, an ancient Japanese technique for stress reduction and relaxation, and became a Reiki master. I also began practicing Transformational Reiki, which incorporates the vibration of the shaman's drum and Native American energies into the healing process. This blog is my attempt to combine my two worlds - the analytical, precise, no room for error world of flying, and the creative, flowing, energetic beauty of spirituality. I invite you to research the things I write about for yourself, and draw your own conclusions. Some of the things I've experienced over the last few years I never would have believed if they hadn't happened directly to me. My scientific mind is definitely evolving, and I now accept things that I previously would have thought unusual, to say the least. I welcome you to join me on my journey.
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