ExploreTruth

I’ve been quiet lately.  And I think it’s because my feet have also been still.  Life and her meddling hands.

I’ve been hunched over a computer working on business , or on the phone.  Little time for breathing in past my throat, or staring at the non pixelated screen of a blank page.

The curse of being trapped within a single zipcode  for just too long.  Literally and figuratively.

So today, I have resurrected my call to explore.  This is part meditation, part stretching routine for the travels ahead, and in part, simply remembering and acknowledging the voice that will not quit.

Maybe it’s the same heart tug in your inner ear.

I don’t know.

But if you heard the whisper of a blank canvass, of page, or song.  The call of curiosity beconing you to some distant land, the pang of guilt for depriving your starving mind from a good book, then you might know this moment.  If it’s gotten you up and out of bed to chase an answer across the world wide web.  Or kicked you outside to find it in an open night sky, or to drink it in through the sound of running water.

It probably is.

It is this moment that brings me to you again.  To stretch out through cyberspace and fist bump another someone feeling like they are the only one in the classroom of life, who has a penchant for asking these stupid questions…the ones you feel you’ll get stared at for asking.  And you probably will…

This might be why you are here. Retire your coolness.  Embrace your genius.

Your discomfort at tidy labels and classifications have had you squirming long enough, and so you have been blazing your own path, through conformity, with your damn questions, and rabble rousing, or arm chair heretical thoughts.  Sometimes your doubt and uncertainty unsettles even you.

Sounding board anyone?

But you can’t help it.  Sometimes you are distracted by the mundacity of punching the clock or just breathing, but you always return to wonder.  And ask yourself, why, under a zillion + galaxies, could you have ever left!