They’re telling the story of what happens when we lose what’s familiar. When suddenly all that’s reliable is taken away from us and we’re forced to navigate the darkness without any real idea where the path is.
In the middle of that dark forest, we have to dig deep into ourselves for guidance. Taking one tentative step at a time, creating the path as we go, facing all the obstacles along the way. Nothing to rely on now but our intuition and instinct.
At this stage of the lockdown I’m sensing a similar change in energy. There’s a quiet descending. A stillness.
We’ve all been thrown into a dark forest with a chance now to navigate our way home, relying only on our inner wisdom.
Both individually and collectively.
I’ve been feeling a real need to retreat into myself. I’ve stopped listening to “expert” advice, started tuning out all the noise and opinions…and am listening to what’s not being said out loud. To what my heart wants me to know. To what’s being felt by others. What’s in need of healing.
I wonder if we’ll really go back to normal now…or whether we can emerge on the other side of this dark forest with a more beautiful path to follow.
It’s up to us.
What if the path we had been following before this was never for us? And now we get to create a new one…each step plotted by our own choices…