A Quiet Place to Live

Something germinates deep in my soul... At first I feel pushed there by others, but then I "listen" to my inner voice, and decide it is time to move on...

I listen to "A Quiet Place to Live" by Carole King, and know that this is all I want. In order to truly be in the space - I want to be in - I must move on and sever a few remaining ties...

"All I want is a quiet place to live
Where I can enjoy the fruits of my labor,
Read the paper and not cry out loud

In my mind I see it crystal clear
Sharing my dreams with the people around me...

And all I want is a quiet place to live
Where I can be free in a world of my making
Instead of taking
What they decide to give
I wouldn't want what they have - no
If I could only find
a quiet place to live..."

I survey the swollen river, which is even more filled this morning, and in my heart of hearts, I know what it is I must do today...

Ten years ago, I left a livelihood and way of being behind, that had defined me for more than 25 years. And now, it is time to the same and to cut all remaining cords...

I look beyond the river itself to that quiet place inside me, beckoning me to step into the healing waters before me, leading to shores unknown. Yes, I know - there is so much that I have now outgrown...

All I want is - to live now - in a world of my making and my choosing - beholden to no one - with only my inner compass to guide me...

I go out to breakfast, on my own, reading my paper, knowing full well what I must do and what will come next...

I come home, and do what I must do - quietly, without fanfare - for it is truly no one's business but my own, and I feel even more free than I have these last couple of weeks...

And a voice reaches me from another corner of cyberspace at the right moment in time - a sign of deep connections to be made. In truth, the second or third one that I have made this week...

Who knows what the future will truly bring now? Does it matter? Not really - as long as I have a quiet place to live - to be - to love - to shine - and bring forth the fruits of my practice and life - and as long as I can be free in a world of my making!

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