Wednesday, May 11, 2016
the story of a random Tuesday
Each morning I start my day with setting an intention for life ahead, and that is most often than not simply just to be more, more than I had been the previous day. Not do more. Just be more. As simple as that. I ask to be guided and shown the way that this intention can become fruitful in my life. It may sound like a very humble way of celebrating everything that I am given, but for years now, it has been the driving force for growth in my ever present reality.
The start of today has fore-shown the most random day ahead. I had nothing planned, not even what I had to prioritize working on in my studio. Nothing. I talked about this a few times in previous posts, my studio is based outside Cluj Napoca, in a nearby village, where I commute each day. On my way I pass a wonderful forest, where the trees form a tunnel above the road in spring and summer, where one can almost feel as the air thickens and life's pace slows gradually. It is truly magical.
Today was no different. I admired the surroundings as I slowed the car, and let all the windows down to truly breath in the freedom that my lifestyle offers me and smiled at how filled my heart felt with gratitude.
There was another car in front of me, slowing inexplicably, pushing the breaks in the middle of the straightest portion of the road. Then it seemed to have dodged something and immediately after a black miracle appeared on the road right in front of me. I stopped. The biker coming from the other direction stopped too, pulled his rucksack to the front and took something out. I got out of the car. Reached down for the tiny creature. She was so incredibly scared, yet hopeful, as she didn't run. She completely flattened herself to the ground. The guy came close and fed her some food he had picked up from the small store a hundred meters ahead, right where the village lays. He told me, the puppy had followed him up the road, ran after his bike, but was chased away by the store-owner's dog (who seems to believe her life purpose is to portray a lion guarding the entrance of the fortress). So that was all the information I needed. She was tiny, helpless, abandoned, weakened and hungry.
I sighed. Closed my eyes and said to this guy, we cannot leave her there. He asked me what I would do with her, where would I take her? I smiled. I mean, there are quite enough pets as it is over at the studio. Not just mine, but also those of the other craftsmen at the workshop area, where my studio is and theoretically there should not be any more...
Have you ever felt like you were sent to be at a certain place in a very certain time to do or be something? Well, I know I have, before. And it just feels right. It feels true. And that inner guidance is there in our hearts for a very good reason, which should never be neglected. I don't believe we came here to this life to sit calmly in our comfort zone and paddle the shallow waters. It is enough to follow that voice in our hearts to take whichever seemingly simple action that will eventually lead our souls into the unknown. Trust your voice! It will guide you to magical encounters. I am not talking about anything new here, friends. I can say only this yet again: a soul is a soul regardless of whom it belongs and it is always, and I truly mean ALWAYS worth saving.
Live your life in love, whatever that means to you, nothing else ever matters.