Following the patterns of stillness I am found. It is an observant space, as if I know that I am not the center of the universe, but I do know that my life is precious. One is given the freedom to embrace the bird energy of flight and to soar around and above, treading on lofty energies. One may also be called to sink like a rock, down into the very essence of life and sit still and heavy with the presence God.

It is important to know that there is no right way. I seem to think that there is somewhere in particular that I should be standing. I seem to think that if I step one foot beyond the border of my place that wrath will follow, or that I have potentially caused irreparable harm. The truth is that my free will and ability to choose was granted lovingly to me from God/ Mother Earth. Being an ‘individual’ implies that where I choose to stand makes me who I am, one of a kind. I have found that truly giving control over to the creator; I can allow each step, each choice to emit millions of strands of potential possibilities unseized. This is where Faith comes in. Am I guided? If I know anything about nature it is that there is an innate intelligence that guides us all. How do bears know that they are bears? Why do they seem to do those bear things that they do so well, surely better than a hippo? How did the tree know to push out its buds in time for the bees to gather their nectar? I have to believe that Mother Nature has a plan, that she IS that plan. This only strengthens my faith in the unknown.

As I creep towards 40, I am now learning that I am perfect. I am learning that I don’t have to try, and to embrace my nature. Is that what makes us unconscionable conscious humans? That we must embrace nature? Well, perhaps that is the nature of consciousness, to question itself. True consciousness is to love ourselves inherently and to trust every moment that we exist in.

If I am able to trust Mother Nature, I also can trust my own choices. Every individual makes a mark. Every characteristic and trait that I carry is a feature on a map. My inner map is in line and harmony with the other maps around me, all made by the same creator. God is within us and we are within God. As I interact with my choices, I communicate with these other maps. Where are we going? Perhaps some have the foresight to perceive this, and I know that it is a good place. I am good, Nature is good, and my life is good. Out of all of my dents are born flowers. All of my choices have led me here, to life. And I have to believe that all creation is good.