Obscured By The Mist

I love the holy grail as a concept, it offers up many romantic legends and theories to use as backdrops to describe the 7 Principles for inner peace and happiness. It also is equally adept at providing fodder for the opposite: how to lose yourself in worrisome internal landscapes.

I spent most of yesterday fighting with myself. Actually it started the night before at the height of the full moon, when a realisation crept into my psyche and took hold… “I’ve done this before.”

Split by the realisation, obedient me cried at rebel me “stop rocking the boat” whilst rebel me was quick to point out ” this boat has no feckin’ oars and unless you’re planning on spending eternity in the middle of this lake without hope of ever reaching the mystical isle then rocking it is the only way I will get you out into the bloody water to swim!” Now obedient me was resolute in the opinion that help was on the way whilst rebel me was only to happy to go on to make obedient me feel bloody stupid…

“So what are you expecting, Nessie?” Logically¬†of course that’s impossible, not only are we unsure of Nessie’s existence but we are in fact several hundred miles further south and on the wrong metaphorical lake… the best we can hope for is a few swans in the mist and an amphibious woman holding aloft a legendary sword, not that she is to be sniffed at you understand… that sword united a country (allegedly).

Now whilst obedient me and rebel me have locked heads in this turmoil, angelic me (the real me or higher self) is quietly whispering that this boat once had an outboard motor and that a lake is land locked so even if I never find the mystical isle, dry land is only obscured by the mist… but the other two aren’t listening, the boat’s rocking and we’re making waves.

I’ve been on this lake before (without a paddle) and I caught a glimpse of something in the mist once, something I thought might be Avalon, but it was an illusion, a trick of the swirling fog and the enchantment caused by the etheric music of words and promises… I haven’t decided whether I should keep looking for Avalon but I have decided that fighting with myself only stops me from hearing the real guidance, and in this case it’s saying the lake is the adventure and the island is not The Wholly Grail… that’s on the boat, always within me.

Principle 3: I AM Human, means I’ve already forgiven all the aspects of my inner drama for causing me to feel confused and worried… each has a place and a divine purpose… each is perfectly devoted to my ultimate protection (especially from myself).

More later… x

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