MID-WINTER MINI-MYSTERY —PART IV
The last few entries have provided a glimpse into what some actions and outcomes might be. Now it seems one object, one choice remains. You may be thinking this mystery has been a farce. After all, the possible outcomes of some of the options has seemed a bit off the wall. well who among you predicted the pandemic? Who among you predicted we would have devices that we carry in our pocket that could give a satellite map? Be a television, store a library full of books, and make phone calls from a majority of the places on Earth oh and float in the bathtub? Oh wait skip that floating thing?
Well you see we can’t always be certain about what seems possible or maybe even probably which means wee don’t have to be too quick to judge right? Okay let’s try our final option —and I hesitate to call anything a single or final option...spiritual human beings are far more capable than I am when it comes to creating. Potential... Having said this....
Choice IV
So notbering sure how much water it would take to get to the edge of the sandy landscape and not being sure you can make it without help you consider the object that could get you to safety quicker and. With. The ability to contact help . So you pick up the mirror and head out into the blazing sun. About. An hour into the journey you are elated as you are fairly certain you hear the drowning of an airplane motor. You look up but it is very hard to see in the mid day sun. You can hear a plane. And yet not see it. You hold the mirror. Directly above your head in hopes someone in the plane can spot you. Unfortunately you soon hear the sound of the plane growing.softer and softer and then you see it...off to the right and not really high in the sky....THE PLAE THE PLANE!!! You try to angle the. Mirror so that the sun shines on it and toward the plane. The motor noise grows yet fainter and you feel devastated. This is,however, not the first time you have heard the plane so you rally thinking you may have another shot at it.
About three hours later you are definitely getting weaker and just when you are ready to stop moving forward you hear a faint engine noice once again.... THE PLANE THE PLANE!!! You once again hold up the mirror hoping the sunlight will shine up and the plane will spot you. You look over where you saw the plane before. No luck. You think—well sometimes the past is not the best place to find the key to pressing success. You start turning around and way off to the left you see a trail of plane exhaust. You spin your mirro that way and you are faster this time and you are pretty sure the light you offered landed on the surface of the plane a long way off as you see a glint of light shine back at you just ever so briefly. But then the plane doesn’t change course. In fact, it seems to turn away and head off in just the opposite direction. You can’t go on .... You sit down in the sand and you stare into the mirror and start talking to yoursaelf. You curses at your. Mistakes, you wonder how you got here. You think back on everything you have done till now and what it has meant. You see the lines of worry and age that this journey has given you and you start to look for the face of the youth. You once were. Then you start to think about how much you have learned and how much you have grown. You think about the lives you have impacted and the lives you would impact if in the unlikely event you should survive. You think about what others will say when they find you are gone. You think about how your actions have and could help others. These thoughts bring tears, laughs,and smiles.
When you remember a final positive event. It seems to give you a little strength so you pick up the mirror—stand up—and walk forward....for a few steps and then you fall. The mirror slips from your hands as you are face down in the sand. You know you will not make it Fromm the desert now so you decide. To sleep until you eternal rest comes. You are son weary, you feel a bit empty. You surrender.
So none of the choices is your salvation?.... Well the truth is I can have no idea what your truth is, however, you will make choices and the outcomes will vary—-oh wait you aren’t dead yet just close...when you hear what sounds like a loud Darth Vader breathe and then a soft thump some 35 yards away maybe.
You summon most of what is left of your strength and turn your head spotting a rainbow colored hot air balloon. The pilot and her partner climb from the basket with a bottle of water and a blanket. They set you up and make you take a few sips. They then roll you onto the blanket and grab you and your mirror, they load. You into the3 balloon and off you go.
In a matter of hours you are landing in the. “Queen- dom” where the mirror will make you a welcome guest.
Moral of the Mystery
Moving forward to seek peace and joy often requires you to spend some time doing reflection wwith a mirror of your choosing . Help in your journey may seem obvious and. Make a loft of noice, but it may be far away and hard to to connect with. It may leave you feeling like you failed when in fact the helper just wanted to be seen as helpful, but not really ready to get down on the. Ground and walk along. Sometimes help is closer than you think and it is likely to find you from time to time if you are willing to persist and understand that quiet help can be the best. In the end... seeking peace and joy is a long journey with lots of possible twists and turns. You may never. Find the outcome. You seek, and yet little objects may temporarily help you feel like you are living a rich life—mostly when you don’t compare your objects to those held by others. Sometimes what you have will be what others need and sometimes you will know where others can get what they need so be generous with your abilities, gifts, and wisdom. If you work with people who don’t trusts each other be careful. With your promises.
Finally, whether you are standing in the middle of the desert waiting for your ship to come in (Sheryl Crowe) or floating in the ocean waiting. For the train... you are rarely alone and there are almost always options so keep moving and creating possibilities.
for For some reason I am quite thirsty...so more tomorrow
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