Have you ever found your life in a period of conflict where everything seemed to be going wrong all at once? During these times, it is very important to listen and follow your Spiritual Teacher’s guidance.
It was during a time when I was contemplating on writing an article about becoming an inner warrior many years ago that the lines of this poem flowed through. I soon realized that even the first steps upon the path of the inner warrior would be difficult. Why? Because the first person we meet when we step out upon the path is ourselves.
We approached the locked door, Vi and I. She pushed the security button. There was a loud click. She opened the door, and we stepped through into the world of the Alzheimer’s ward.
“In Search of the Golden Road” is my term for the Journey of Soul as It works Its way through countless lifetimes of trials, tests, pitfalls and snares. Yet for all the hardships, wrong turns, and trial runs I’ve encountered throughout these past 81 years of my existence, the Sound Current of HU (the Music of Life Itself) has never been as clear, the Light of Soul never brighter or filled with Divine Love more than in this moment.
Our judgments become the rules we have agreed to live by until we change them. Changing them is the easy part; uncovering them can be difficult.
As an example, while going over some early memories of my mom, I discovered a hidden judgement. I remembered how, during hard times, she would always say, “Don’t worry, we’ll always have enough.”
I attributed our family’s emotional stability to her wise and comforting words. And, true to my mom’s belief, the Universe always brought us enough. I was thankful for that. However, it struck me one day that we never had more than enough!
Our honeymoon was typical for a couple of our age; Piper and I were headed to South America with our teenagers Flava and Inigo.1 I had recently finished re-reading the spiritual memoir of Native American writer Jamie Sams. Her book, Midnight Song, began and ended on a Peruvian mountaintop in the Incan settlement at Machu Pichu, and a trip to the ancient royal retreat awaited us. On our way back to Oregon, we would stop and visit Piper’s parents in Pennsylvania. Primed for adventure, little did we expect a harrowing journey into the distant past.
In the course of writing my book, Every Illness Has a Spiritual Solution, I was fortunate to interview many enlightened Souls who shared their healing journeys, taking responsibility for their return to balance and harmony. Here is Caroline’s experience.
My wife and I finally managed to schedule a “get away” weekend on the Oregon coast to escape from our hectic schedules. As I drove the winding road toward the coast, memories of previous trips floated across my mind. On our last few trips to the beach, we had found dark basalt rocks with quartz crystal heart-shapes on them and had some memorable experiences.
The ocean seemed to be a catalyst for these experiences, and I began to wonder what this trip might bring.
In the mid 1960’s my family and I lived on a migrant hostel in South Australia. After spending eighteen months living there, my dad and mom began taking my sister and I to see the new family home getting built. I was seven years old and very excited at the thought of having my own bedroom.
Knowing I’d soon be moving away from my friends forever, I became inspired to take them on a long walk to see my new home. I didn’t realize at the time how an innocent journey of 10 miles would serve as a lifelong spiritual lesson.
