An Answer from My Higher Self

I have an abundance

a plethora really of

dot journals

for the next big

idea in the

works

I find them around

our little home

barely filled out

another whim

I laugh at

myself

Always thinking 

I’ve got more 

to give

and offer

Not having a clue

What it is

So I went into the

labyrinth 

and asked

and demanded

again

and again

How Can I Serve

Show Me the Way

around and

around

Its circuitous

path

And I stayed in the

silence

and waited

and heard

Be your 

creative self

The next few times

same questions

same demands

then I slept

and awakened to 

a new idea

I shared this idea with him

My best friend

The one who gives me space

The patient one

With me

Very

And then my son asked

What’s up 

with the Labyrinth, mama?

I think it is a portal

to your Higher Self I reply

Whoa he says

Yes whoa

The path the quiet

The stillness the questions

The answers

Unveiled

We live in the mystery but

the answers are here

They come in the stillness

the presence of a moment

a meditation a mantra

a question a demand

an answer

from your Higher Self 

So ask and the truth is

you shall receive

but you won’t without

wonder or faith because

it will come in the quiet

of the moment this moment

which is all we have