The Gauntlet

Imagine a plain where lightning is falling down left, right and centre. The sky howls impatient rage whilst vortexes of ash scour those who cross their path. There is a challenge is to get through the field without being hit. This is the image that greeted me from my guide this morning.

She said that in more primal times their kind were to race through as a rite of passage to prove they were blessed. Many did not make it and thankfully now they have moved on far from those false ideals.

She looks at us humans and sees us doing something very similar, but rather than bolts of literal lightning it is our thoughts and feelings rolling unchecked through our lives. We risk our who well being by trying to charge through these fields of disruption and it is inevitable that we will get struck from time to time.

In her world, they now merely observe the lightning storms. They know it's folly to dash into the maelstrom and she indicates that we would do well to follow their example. We can see the storms of our lives brewing but we can choose not to risk all by daring the lightning to strike us.

Rather we can observe, recognise what is the best path for ourselves and be ever vigilant to where our energies may slip. Be the observer and in that space we may learn more about ourselves than we could imagine.