Frozen....asleep.....time for a change of heart?

“They are asleep.

This is the condition they prefer.

 They are afraid of the world and sleep is a way of dealing with their fear.

 Someday they will wake. Perhaps something frightful will happen.

 Indeed, there is no better invitation to the frightful than ignorance - that is, sleep."

― Stephen Dobyns, The Church of Dead Girls: A Novel

This weekend I went up to the house of a friend in Indianapolis, Indiana.  We took a Reiki class together and then spent the evening sharing stories and food.  I love going to her home.  She is the epitome of Southern hospitality.  Her home is warm, alive and full of Spirit.  She is a back to nature kind of cook who makes

the kitchen look more like an artist painting a great work when she cooks--all the while telling stories of life and love and family.  She never uses plastic stuff or paper napkins.  Warm sheets from the dryer, lasagna from her fridge and love from her heart....I felt as if I was bathed in God's light.   I feel comfortable with her because I know she loves and accepts me in the same sense that I love and accept her. 

It was a wonderful weekend.

I awoke early both mornings and was on the road while the world was still asleep.  I drove through winding hills, thick traffic at times,  I looked out into flat farmland and saw lights flicking on as the sun began to rise. I wondered about the people inside the houses, what they were like, what they were having for breakfast, where they worked, and what their lives might be like.   I wondered

in what ways we were alike--all us people---sharing a bit of space---connected in ways we aren't even aware off----energy moving in and out and around the world.  Electrons smashing together.... i felt very connected.

On the way down, early as the sun was rising, I spotted him on the interstate coming from the woods.  He was older or at least he appears to be older as I drove by....He wore a baseball cap and was dressed in layers of clothes.  He was pulling a suitcase on rollers and carried a cardboard box sign---It was dark--I have bad eyes--and I couldn't read it.  I'm sure it had a location to where he was going......he looked into my windshield--right into my eyes.  I felt love and compassion for him and I wanted to know his story---we all have one, you know.  But instead, that piece in me that allowed protective fear to arise, caused my foot to continue to push down on the accelerator and go by him.   I remember what a friend of mine once said, "what if that was Jesus---and this was an opportunity to awaken."  The frozen part in me.....the part that lets me put my emotions on a shelf to stagnate convinced me that I'd done the "safe" thing...when I was pregnant with off color son, I was attacked by two men who tried (key word--my intuition told me before they hit.)  So I drove on down the road, to a class about healing energy and sat.  The man haunts my mind, much like the woman i saw after i left goodwill. 

Are we humans frozen?

What has happened to us that we

fear each other,

are afraid to touch and talk and share.

I'm guilty.

Guilty of allowing the emotionless ice crystals freeze over my warm heart.  I'm guilty of ignoring, walking by, not smiling,

pretending I can't see someone.

I don't like to talk to my own neighbors on most days

and

sometimes

I refuse to answer my phone when someone calls.

Am I allowing myself to become the frozen woman?

I hope not....

Today....in the season of love....in the second week of our awaiting time........

may we all open our eyes,

wipe the sleep from them,

and

open

our heart...

frozen......let the warmth of love mingle with the ice crystals and feel the slow steady melt...

feel like your asleep.....

let the light...

the

light of love

awaken you.

so maybe I did do the smart thing...by passing the man...

he served his purpose in my life..

made me think

and

provided the warmth

to melt a few hard ice crystals from my heart.

Perhaps today..

I will emerge

more fully alive.

may it be so..

for all of us...

happy Monday.

hugs and blessings.