I see no posts since “long last” Not out of laziness. I have rewritten my books.
and more to follow
Just finished ‘Xanos’ and as I was reading the last few pages, when Rodino leaves Helen and heads out on his own once again, my husband Phil was singing a song I have always loved and it seemed somehow fitting to share it with you. It’s called:
“You want me to find what I’ve already had.” I search for love and somewhere along the way admit that all of love is the same. Perfect. It may come in different wrapping; some with the string attached; other with the box split open, but it is all perfect. It is warm and comforting; it is exciting and risky; it is you and it is me.
He is “wind energy” and home is “earth energy”. Wind is like the butterfly, always flitting to another bright stigma. Earth is like the beaver, afloat or on land always home; the tortoise carries his home, and the leopard patrols the risen earth and lives between the shadow of the rocks.
Home is clean; loving; open to creative expression; non judgmental; home is comfortable and secure; and above all else home is a partnership between you and me, never alone.
Rodino finds himself pushed from one experience to the next, always moved on, reflecting on those who invited him in, but could not share their space with him; and those who turned him away, taking what he had to give, sometimes sucking him dry.
Love too moves on. It is not lost. It is not meaningless. It too seeks a new home. In the story of Rodino “Son of Xanos” moves, despite himself, to a place where he belongs. He may not like it and he may not have chosen it, but his all-consuming purpose will come from this new place. If left to his own selfish desires he will never reach that place. Such would be the stagnation of a lost soul in which there is no space for love.
Listen to your guides and go to that place….we follow a few steps behind.