What do I need for my spiritual journey.
I have asked a question a select few people and have been tasked to throw it out to winds on LJ and see what answers I get.
I arrived at a Labyrinth walk with a question to which I was seeking answers. I was given a slightly different question, one that I feel better met my actual needs than what I had come up with. While walking the Labyrinth, I asked and asked. I realized I thought I already had the answer but I obviously didn’t or I wouldn’t need the answers. I realized that the answer wasn’t going to come from inside me, it needed to come from outside. Most of my growth has been handed to me and it is my job to make room for it and make it my own. On the labyrinth, it came to me that I needed to ask others this question. I spent a lot of time sitting in the middle of the labyrinth until I could accept the instruction and be willing to carry it out. My job is to ask and collect the answers. I will see what I have to do after that.
So the Question is:
What do I need for my spiritual journey.
It could be a ritual, an object, a thought, a focus, something I need to do, something I need not to do. I don’t want what you think I need but what you feel I need, what does your spirit tell you I need to hear. It doesn’t matter if you don’t know what is going on with me. The answers that don’t make sense are probably going to be the ones that I most need to hear.
I thank you for your time and your thoughts.
I will chew a bit and respond again afterward but what jumped to my mind is a title of a wonderful (filled with wonder) children’s book called “Everybody Needs a Rock”. I feel that everyone should have a rock. I carried one from a beach in Alaska for many years. I have felt great comfort from stones, large enough to lay on warm with the sun, small and cool from the stream to rest in my palm a while. Some folks like crystals some like found stones or given stones, I like ‘em all.
Gut instinct says that this is a good song to cogitate on:
The Man Who Sailed Around His Soul (XTC – album “Skylarking”)
The man who sailed around his soul
From East to West, from pole to pole
With ego as his drunken captain
Greed, the mutineer, had trapped all reason in the hold
The man who walked across his heart
Who took no compass, guide or chart
To rope and tar his blood congealed
When he found his self revealed ugly and cold
And the sirens that sing
By your nose with its ring
They’ll drag you in
For your sins
Now he sits all alone
And it’s no place like home
It’s empty skin
A bag to keep life’s souvenirs in
The man who sailed around his soul
The man who sailed around his soul
The man who sailed around his soul
Came back again to find a hole
Where once he thought compassion and the truth
Had laid to warm his freezing carcass on return
The man who walked across his heart
Was doomed to journey from the start
Of every love affair he’d broken
All the lies he’d ever spoken
Tattooed on his arm
And the jellyfish stings
Even angels with wings
Who look too deep
And dare to peep
Now he sits all alone
Knowing flesh blood and bone
Is everything
He found the treasure he’d been seeking
The man who sailed around his soul
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There might be more.
I’ve uploaded two versions of the song for you – the first is the original, the second is a cover by Ruben Blades, with a latin beat.
http://www.seuss.org/man1.mp3
http://www.seuss.org/man2.mp3
Thank you, mr seuss man. The song seems pretty good. I will have to let is sit and ponder awhile. The following line speaks to something very familiar.
The man who walked across his heart
Was doomed to journey from the start
Of every love affair he’d broken
All the lies he’d ever spoken
Tattooed on his arm