Who do you speak with during your internal wanderings?
The mysteries of life spoke to me as I threw on my runners in response to a whisper. "The kettle can wait. Remember the promise you made to yourself? Get outside ... even when the sky is gloomy. The path wants your heart and the trees wants you to hear their wisdom."
I sprinted across Lakeshore Road and into the park breezeway. As I slowed down, a red robin nuzzled its beak in search of nutrition. I imagine it is blessed with a fat ole worm.
The screams from packed sidelines at the newest season of young soccer players were reminiscent of a different time cheering my sons on during hockey tournaments. A different sport but the same enthusiasm watching our children play with teammates.
Spirit guided me on in appreciation for the fresh air.
An old man walking on the same grassy edge of the path, asked, "Did you remember your mukluks?"
"I did not." And we both grinned catching sight of my wet runners.
Nature was out in full force. Ducks with their webbed feet splashed through the puddles to find abundance in the soft, mucky ground.
As I passed underneath the trees with white flowers bursting out of their buds, I thanked the Divine Light of the Creator. Nature is infinitely abundant. Everything is fully provided for ... season after season. And I heard, "And you are just as abundant."
Sometimes the gloomiest days following a rain storm are the brightest.
Through it all, I listened. Guided by my inner wisdom, knowing I am never alone in this conversation. The higher part of me that brought awareness to each moment, the whisper that says, "Get outside," knows my curiosity leads to conversations with the Creator.
What does your Soul want you to hear today? I'd love for you to share what is on your mind, your response to your Sunday's Soulful Story.