I look at the lake today and it is only half frozen. It has been so long I had forgotten how beautiful the water is when it is free, how wonderfully it reflects the world around it, how perfectly it speaks to me in this free flowing state.
I think how like my soul this lake is. It is as if my soul being, my spirit self speaks to me through it. Locked up, cold and frozen, only the surface can be touched.
Unfrozen, it becomes a mirror for all that surrounds it, both the wonderful and the terrible things and I can choose which one I want to focus on. I can gaze upon it, reach deeply into it, even immerse myself in its waters when it is like this.
Parts of me are still frozen, but I can feel them slowly melting. Slowly warming to the heart that beats so fiercely within my chest. Little by little I free myself to be who I truly am. Then my creativity emerges from the depths and, like the lotus, it opens to the light in simple beauty.
My world is light centered now. I no longer need icebergs to run interference for me. Sometimes those frozen pieces still warn me away from the unknown, float between me and those who are close to me. They are solid, strong parts of me that I once needed to survive, but I have outgrown them now.
As the ice melts, let me blow away the fog, focus on the path directly before me and, one step at a time, walk into the wholeness of living my life the way it is meant to be.
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