This used to be my resting place, with all its warmth and familiarity.
This used to be the place where I sat down and waited for time to pass
As I stared up at the stars through the canopy of trees.
I loved being here. It was a safe haven.
A beautiful place to be for a while, but never a final destination.
To stay here in perpetuity would never meet my need or meet the calling of my soul.
For this reason it becomes difficult to stay here.
I am not satisfied with the beautiful view of lights shining in the valley below me.
That is something to view and appreciate as I pass by. A bonus of my journey.
So, despite my misgivings, I gather my belongings and start out again
On my journey further up the mountain.
I am not headed for the summit, although my path will take me higher.
I am headed over the ridge and what I will see is still a mystery, but it will not be the
Familiar lights of my old life in the valley below.
It will not have the cozy hollow which has protected me over recent nights as I rested.
I do not know what is there
But the need to continue with my journey is impossible to resist.
So, I strike out as the sun rises in the sky and head higher without looking back on the
Beauty of my old life.
That picture is burned into my mind and will never leave me.
It will support me and act as my anchor as I enter a new landscape.
You are on a journey and always on a higher path.
Your view always allows you to look out over the place where you have just been
Because the whole of your journey is connected.
It is not a series of random events.