Untouched

It seems such a waste to move through the world unmoved and untouched.  Yet, that seems so common.   Like me, so many people seem shielded and protected from the world.   The fear of being moved and touched by the world has been with me as long as I can remember, and I see it all around me.

I remember very well that time when I was 20 years old and first realized that this was not the way I wanted to live.   The process of changing has been going on for over 50 years.   Some things take time.

For a long time, I was focused on making a large part of the connection through one individual.   One at a time.   That did not work well for me or for them.

I think that I have been helped by a continuing and subtle connection with the natural world.   I have always been amazed and moved by the living landscape.   I was not exactly swept away by it, but the wonder of it has kept my attention and a small part of my heart.

A lot of this has changed.  As time goes on, I feel so much more free to be moved and even absorbed by the world around me.   I lean into it and smile in wonder.   I am touched by the living and non-living landscape in ways I never before experienced.

My heart reaches out to the humans on that landscape`in a much more open and fearless way.   I am choosing to touch and be touched.   I enjoy waking up and seeing the same happen in others.