I remember well being told the story of “Walking the Path” by a Shaman at Findhorn Foundation in Scotland. The way he told the story and the message has stayed with me. I would like to say it has always stayed with me but – no I still have a habit of “falling in the hole”.
Here is the story. I wish we were sitting around a fire, outside, at night, with a small breeze. I always find this helps me hear the message.
A person was walking along her path in life. She does not see the hole in the path ahead and falls in. She is angry this is not her fault. Why is she in this hole. It takes her ages to find a way out of the hole.
She is walking her path. She sees the hole in the path ahead. She still falls in it. She is angry even when she sees the hole she still falls in it. She slowly finds her way out.
She is walking her path. She sees the hole. She tenativley goes around it. It is still hard and slow work.
She takes another path.
At the moment I sometimes find myself a bit angry, frustrated, tired. I think I need to look out for the hole but certainly need to look for that new path. It may be a small looking path or a very large obvious one. But it is my path.