A gentle “pull” manifested in my Life recently. I noticed it last night while driving, and wanted no more than to live in each passing moment.
I was feeling the smooth roadway beneath the car tires, and how the vehicle would take each bump gently, as if caressing my sensitive body and mind. I drove the speed limit. No more, no less. In no hurry. Enjoying the “sense” of a Higher Force guiding me forward as if I was a child back in one of those little red wagons being cared for by a close relative who wanted nothing more than to serve my best interests.
I was going home. Literally and figuratively, as I had just spent two and a half hours “pampering” myself, at first receiving acupuncture, and then “scoring” a “high” from my group meditation, travelling from Lansdale to Ambler and then Conshohocken, PA. But the healing peace that surrounded me, I feel, was not just for me. You see, I hope to share it with others, pass it on through acts of random kindness and compassion.
I’m not supposed to talk about this, but I hope you can keep a secret. I feel wave after wave of “Love,” a kind of “puppy dog” warmth flow through me as part of this “Pull.” It might have something to do with Kabbalah. Don’t tell any of my Kabbalistic friends, though. We’re not “permitted” to discuss it among ourselves. One reason is a very practical one. Another person following this path might expect to feel the way I feel. And, if they don’t, they may think something is wrong with them, or that I’m a crazy so-and-so who should be more humble and keep to himself any private conversations or communications.
But, I got a way around that.
No one is exactly like me! I am unique, totally different from anyone else, yet one with everyone. I’m Buddhist, a recovering Catholic, Greek, a Vietnam veteran, an inactive barrister who’s studying Kabbalah from a Sufi perspective. You can not expect a Sufi “Lover” like me to keep quiet about his feelings for his “Beloved,” and hence, I can describe these “stupid happy” emotions in that context. It’s like I have a “buzz on” when I let myself go and allow the “Pull” to take me where ever this path might wind up. Something this good can not be bad, if you think I might be going down the wrong roadway. Believe me, I have “faith over reason” that it is the right road and I can’t wait to see what lies around the upcoming bend.
Care to join me? There’s lots of room. Trust me. Just “let go,” and let it “flow.”