The Supernatural State

Sometimes I can’t believe that you’re really gone forever. That I will never touch, see or hear you again. I’m well trained to think that you are always present in my heart and above somewhere, but do you have any idea how much work is required to be able to really feel the vibrations of another being’s soul?

It requires transforming from a daily humanly state that thrives on responding to desires of the flesh to a supernatural state that meditates on acquiring intangible virtues that lead to spiritual freedom.  A being that is, rather than does.  As I drive from state to state, I get the urge to roll down my window to ask for directions to the supernatural state? Follow your heart is the answer. Aaahh What does that even mean?!  Go left or right are much clearer instructions don’t you think?

Life drives us on a path that is not always straight. The straight path is the familiar one; the daily comforting routine; I brush my teeth, wash my face, practice yoga, shower, eat breakfast and drive to work. The road is filled with bumps, an angry phone call or disappointing email, requiring a reaction. Should I shift gears or hit the breaks? Can you imagine life without those little bumps on the road? Flying through life at great speeds of sound without once looking back to examine, contemplate or reflect.

The road less travelled is the one that meanders in a snake-like fashion. Not only is this one bumpy, but surprises us with twists and turns requiring one to check the map, slow down and take a make decisions, should I turn right or left?  I find myself turning to you, frequently, Mother. I am aware that the answers I hear are purely a projection of my subconscious, but those moments spent with you in treasurely transit are rewarding.

The straight path is too easy, comfortable, known and planned. It’s faster but Mother is absent. Lighter on the gas pedal, I thought, take the more curvature road, not only is it bumpy but also elevated, requiring much more self-discipline and effort. For you Mother, I would do anything. Hit the breaks. Shift gears. And drive along the road less travelled. That’s how I will find you.