I read the words and thought how lucky I was that I did not follow that path of combining massage, shamanic healing and artistic creation directly. I ended up meandering through lessons and experiences that have shocked me with deepening. Sometimes I also feel like I cheated myself out of a life I have always yearned for.
A lot of those experiences are recounted in my old blog dreamingavalon. I think about how much of my life I have spent dreaming and healing myself. Now it feels hard to grow up even more.
I often find myself haunted by the things left undone. I find myself listening to a voice from outside my bedroom window in the early morning when the house is cold and still. The voice is my own voice saying "I'm still here and I am ready to come home from my wandering."
I never completed that business plan. I barely even started it. I stayed under-employed for another ten years while I worked on building myself into a more solid person through counseling, art and and a rich spiritual mentoring.
I'm not employed now. Life has turned again and again. And there is the business plan showing up again.
I hear my elder self say to me from the future.
"It's never too late."
Today I think of how the compassionate spirits know about our lives from a perspective that is outside of the illusion of time. I consider how the Creator has placed yearnings within all of us that rise and fall like the tides. I think about how visions propel someone into a purpose they never even considered before they flew into a new life.
It's never too late.
Peace to you in your dynamic living visions.
(c) Rick Sievers, 2010