Monday, April 18, 2016

April 18, 2016 - Kindred Spirits

You know when you meet one, when you see one, when you hear one talk, when you read what one of them has written.  You know it in your heart, even if you don’t admit it to anyone else.  You feel the tiny tug.  Sometimes it causes a small intake of breath.  Other times it causes one tear to come to your eye, a tear that is quickly and easily wiped away so that no one might see it.  Because if they saw it they might guess.  They might know what you are.

You are a kindred spirit.  You were born this way.  You didn’t ask for it, and sometimes you don’t enjoy it, although for the most part, it has served as a great guide in your life.  A kindred spirit has a connection to others who are on the same path.  The paths are many and varied, anything from art to music to religion to activism, etc.  If you are on a path, you usually know it by your 30s, although some people know it sooner.  You can also immediately divine whether someone else is on the same path.

As message from a kindred spirit.

Sometimes the path is secret, and you say nothing to anyone, sometimes not even yourself.  Sometimes it’s too odd.  Sometimes it’s mocked by others, so you must hide it.  Sometimes it is not approved.  But you are on the path, and when you meet a kindred spirit on the same path, you know it.

You don’t have to see the spirit to know it.  As I’ve said many times before, our sight is the sense that deludes us the most, which is why it is used so lavishly by the media.  No, it rarely has to do with the eyes.  It is a simple feeling, a knowing, a pulling, a calling.  You know the person is there.  Perhaps you are there to help her.  Perhaps she is there to help and guide you.  Kindred spirits secretly help one another.

In this photo, you see an old tree stump decorated with many large quartz crystals.  They were placed there by a kindred spirit on the same path that I’m on.  Perhaps at some point our paths will fork and each of us will go a separate way, but for now, he is on the same path that I am on.  I don’t have to see him to know this.  I don’t have to meet him or ever know who he is.  In fact, I have no idea who did this and I probably never will.

But it doesn’t matter.  We’re on the same path.  He has left this sign for me, and it is up to me to discern its meaning.  It may have a different meaning for the reader than it does for me.  No matter.  Kindred spirits write nothing in stone because they know that nothing lasts forever, most especially what might seem to do just that.

Follow the pulling.  Follow the tugging.  Honor the tears.  Stay on your path.  The kindred spirit met you there for a reason.  Find out what that reason is, and then continue on the path.

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