Solitude in the Vedauwoos
I want to speak plainly and directly to an entity that I can’t quite perceive.
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“When we bend life to our will, it lacks something.”
– Jett Psaris
In my ongoing apprenticeship to intuition, I’ve made a new friend. This friend is unyielding in her loyalty and fervent dedication to supporting me and my spiritual growth.
She can be shy and quiet at times, not wanting to intrude or bully me into action. At other times, she can be quite insistent and bold, urgently wanting me to get the message.
Like a wild animal, my intuition resists being caged or bent to the will of outside influence. She has a rhythm and language of her own, marching to her own drummer. This drumbeat I know well, coming from a place that feels ancient and from the depths.
It’s a daily practice to quiet my mind enough to hear the murmurings of this beloved friend, who shows up in so many surprising and elusive ways.
As I enter my 60s, I am experiencing a transformation that is not a transition from one stage to another, but more like a rite of passage.
I feel a pull to live more in rhythm with the energetic pulse of the universe and beings around me. Yet I can’t get there carrying the remnants of old identities and beliefs that served me in my younger years.
Living a life guided by intuition asks of me to take a backseat and allow my soul to drive. This road trip doesn’t have a map or agenda, but meanders according to curiosity and serendipity.
I recently bought a vintage camper that I purchased so that I can wander and explore the wilds that I so love. In its day, this camper was known for its craftsmanship and unique design.
As I am getting her ready for the road, I discover water damage (which isn’t a surprise in a 25-year-old vintage trailer). As I peel back the siding, I find rotting wood, rusty nails, and old wasp nests.
I move slowly and carefully, as I carefully strip away the weak and diseased parts of the camper. Not my strong suit, I surprise myself with patience and care in tending to her. Even love.
As I strip away the layers of this old camper, I can’t help but notice the parallel to my own life.
I watch as the roles and identities built up over years of living according to societal rules drop away.
There is a peculiar pain that accompanies this shedding, an emptiness.
Who am I if I’m not a mother? A wife? Perfect?
Is there anything at all underneath all the layers?
But I have this new friend who reassures me that underneath it all is a life more free and spacious than anything I’ve known.
And I will trust her.
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