March 17, 2021
Where Lake Meets Sky
From the book, Crossing Thresholds, Island Reflections
By Amba Gale
Look beyond yourself.
Look first to the farthest horizon where
lake meets sky,
and then, even further.
Take
one easy paddle towards that horizon
and notice
how the wake appears,
then disappears,
behind you.
Pilgrim,
You must not go back.
Only the open lake
in front of you
with no shoreline to mark your way.
Listen with your heart.
Your heart knows the way.
“The happy heart is true,”
St Brigid speaks.
Follow your joy.
I know you can live wholeheartedly,
that you can be who you choose to be.
I know
That you can paint your life
with the palette colors of your choice.
I know that you are the artist of your life.
Listen,
and paddle towards your Voice
calling to you
from across the lake,
from the endless horizon where
lake meets sky,
from the eternal
Infinite
Possibility
of All – That – Is,
the Voice that calls you by your name.
Come home to your Self.
