Celtic Cross of Journey and Meetings
If you've ever left or entered my house, you may have noticed the Celtic Cross that hangs by my front doorway.
It's bronze, features an aztec design, and doesn't quite fit with the other things in my nest.
My folksy goat.
My salty beet lady (and chest).
My favorite head, mirror, and lamp.
And this GUY, along with some homemade squirrels.
To be honest, I don't love that cross. Had I created it, I would have designed it differently.
I'd change how it was made. I prefer wood.
The color would be altered. I'd much rather have silver.
The people would be replaced. They seem so stiff and inhuman.
Ironically, the very things I don't like about it are also the things that make it special. You see, the cross is more than just a wall hanging, it's a reminder to stay open...even when you don't understand or enjoy the journey.
On the back of the piece, reads this inscription:
"On the journey of life our paths cross a multitude of opportunities, the most challenging can be those encounters with other human beings. The meeting that may bring us fulfilment or even frustration depends on the most startling chance and circumstance. The cross, joining the vertical and the horizontal, is a symbol of the importance and pain of the encounter.
Emerson's Law of Spiritual Gravitation:
People destined to meet will do so apparently by chance, at precisely the right moment.
C.G. Jung called this synchronicity."
Today, as I locked the door, I couldn't help but think how that message also applies to illness. I don't get it. I don't like it, but I have to believe it's happening for a reason...even if it's one of my making.
Altered Today: Sharing Philosophy/Stuff and Being Open to the Possibility that the Universe is Conspiring on My Behalf
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