Friday, August 2, 2013
In and Out of the Woods
While jogging in the woods, the phrase out of the woods came to mind. I smiled when I recognized the significance of this thought with regards to where I was. Not only in the woods, but specifically on the same trail where I had seen that pink heart-shaped balloon containing Michael and Diesel a couple of days after they died. Now, I played with these two words - in and out. In the woods is where I experience deep connection to all that is, here and beyond. I regain clarity about life. While I was certain about being in the woods, I was less certain about being out of them. I further considered this idiom's meaning; no longer in danger or difficulty, the most difficult part of the journey has passed. Was I in danger? No, I never was. Am I having difficulty? At times, of course. Has the most difficult part of this journey passed? That I cannot answer since my journey is not over. And if it never gets any easier, so be it. Being in the woods will remain my salve.