burn baby burn
I received this in email this morning from my amazingly clear blue-eyed mentor, Star. He knows me fairly well. Either that or he's been eves-dropping on my dream-world. (remember the one with the smoldering window frame and the burned-down house?) He's been pushing me rather consistently lately to release the old path I'd been walking and to strike off on a new one. I thought he was disappointed with my coping strategies as I've been making stupid mistakes with the SCN project lately. (seattle constellations network) but I think he's actually reaching out to help stimulate new insights. Anyone interested or know of someone who'd like to take on a re-design of the SCN site? I'm so done with web-mastering I'm beginning to mildew. And we need a more "professional" website presence. Anyhow, here's the message:
When your hut's on fire
The only survivor of a shipwreck was washed up on a small, uninhabited island. He prayed feverishly for God to rescue him. Every day he scanned the horizon for help, but none seemed forthcoming. Exhausted, he eventually managed to build a little hut out of driftwood to protect him from the elements, and to store his few possessions. One day, after scavenging for food, he arrived home to find his little hut in flames, with smoke rolling up to the sky. He felt the worst had happened, and everything was lost. He was stunned with disbelief, grief, and anger. He cried out, "God! How could you do this to me?" Early the next day, he was awakened by the sound of a ship approaching the island! It had come to rescue him! "How did you know I was here?" asked the weary man of his rescuers. "We saw your smoke signal," they replied.
The Moral of This Story: It's easy to get discouraged when things are going bad, but we shouldn't lose heart, because Goddess is at work in our lives, even in the midst of our pain and suffering.
Remember that the next time your little hut seems to be burning to the ground. It just may be a smoke signal that summons the Grace of Goddess.
I am so very grateful for the supportive connections I've been cultivating these last few years.
They are a real value in this trying time.
When your hut's on fire
The only survivor of a shipwreck was washed up on a small, uninhabited island. He prayed feverishly for God to rescue him. Every day he scanned the horizon for help, but none seemed forthcoming. Exhausted, he eventually managed to build a little hut out of driftwood to protect him from the elements, and to store his few possessions. One day, after scavenging for food, he arrived home to find his little hut in flames, with smoke rolling up to the sky. He felt the worst had happened, and everything was lost. He was stunned with disbelief, grief, and anger. He cried out, "God! How could you do this to me?" Early the next day, he was awakened by the sound of a ship approaching the island! It had come to rescue him! "How did you know I was here?" asked the weary man of his rescuers. "We saw your smoke signal," they replied.
The Moral of This Story: It's easy to get discouraged when things are going bad, but we shouldn't lose heart, because Goddess is at work in our lives, even in the midst of our pain and suffering.
Remember that the next time your little hut seems to be burning to the ground. It just may be a smoke signal that summons the Grace of Goddess.
I am so very grateful for the supportive connections I've been cultivating these last few years.
They are a real value in this trying time.