I’m right here. And I want to get over<\/p>\n\n\n\n
THERE<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I know the way: a straight line from here to there. I can see it clearly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Not so fast. Why can’t I get there? it’s so close I could reach out and touch it. Why can’t I touch it?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Saturday was international labyrinth day–a perfect reminder of how very far here is from there.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It’s a mystical miraculous thing, the way.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The way must be travelled, letting here be all the things it has to be until it is inevitably and surprisingly <\/p>\n\n\n\n
there<\/p>\n\n\n\n
as clear as my vision might be, the way isn’t clear until I walk it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The labyrinth teaches me I have to walk it. The goal is not as close as it would first appear.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But the path is always there. I am never stuck.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The way will present itself as soon as I look for it. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I might be impatient…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
ok, I’m always impatient<\/p>\n\n\n\n
…and I might be afraid<\/p>\n\n\n\n
in doubt and disbelief<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The way is there for me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I’ve got my eyes on that goal, the place I want to be so bad. I walk towards it and it slips away, teasing me with it’s nearness<\/p>\n\n\n\n
and escaping in the distance<\/p>\n\n\n\n
my here places me apart from the goal–that goal one there<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But the way is always with me. The path I am traveling will hold the faith even as I have lost it and lost sight of my goal.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I’ve got a a long way to go.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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