When Jon and I first got together, we found an Inn in Vermont and spent a couple of days there. Although it wasn’t far from home it was a hide-a-way, a safe place where no one knew us and we could leave our trouble behind for a while. Of course this wasn’t entirely true, we were both going through divorces at the time and our panic attacks and worries followed us to the Inn. But I remember getting a glimpse of what it would one day feel like to live our lives together more peacefully.
Since then we’ve gone back to that Inn many times. And I can say my glimpse of the future, which helped me through many difficult times, was accurate. Now were going back again and Jon and I discussed, as we always to when we go away, if we would bring our computers and blog or not. At first, I said I was going to, I love to do little drawing of our room and post them on my blog. But then I took a moment and thought about it. And in my mind I saw the two days as an empty white space. And I somehow knew that what I really needed to do was to move aside and allow the two days away to happen around me.
I’m a great believer in taking action to make something happen. But I also believe that there comes a point where we have done all we can do and we have to step aside and allow the Universe or Mystery (or what ever you want to call it) to take over. It’s the idea that healing and creativity come when we stop trying. But we have to make space for it. Not always an easy thing to do. Like my yoga teacher says, one of the most challenging positions is Savasana, the corpse pose, doing nothing.
So for the next two days, other than going to the Inn in Vermont, I don’t know what I’ll be doing, except have the intention to make space for mystery. For a change, I’ll leave it up to the Universe to “rearrange the furniture” without me. And allow Mystery to work it’s magic.