Earlier this week, I experienced what some might call an epiphany of sorts, others may call it a revelation. Thinking about it now, I think I would simply settle on the phrase ‘When the fog has finally gone.’
Many years ago, I visited the Grand Canyon but when I arrived with a couple of relative strangers who happened to have given me a ride on the way, the supposed awesome views that the South Rim of the Canyon offers were shrouded in fog and we could barely see anything. It was possible to make out some rock formations here and there but it was nothing like what we had hoped to see. Our disappointment and frustration was intense. I honestly can’t remember if we decided to drive or simply walk to a different vantage point but what I do remember very clearly is that by the time we stopped again to take another proper look, the fog had finally gone and what lay before us was the magnificent and vast wonder that we had all been waiting to see.
In life sometimes, we can be straining to see what lies before us, working as hard as we can to understand the mystery that remains unsolved and somehow not quite understanding what needs to be done. Often, there is literally nothing we can do except wait for the fog to be lifted.
And when it does…wow, what a difference it makes to not only what we see but how we see it.
You may well be wondering what on earth it was that I could finally see once my bit of fog had lifted this week.
It wasn’t the Grand Canyon this time. It was more like a view from a mountain top that has taken me a very long time to reach and I began to get a sense of what is on the other side. A place of creativity, opportunity, community and fulfilment.
As soon as I have the full picture, I promise to tell you more!