“Believe that there’s light at the end of the tunnel. Believe that you might be that light for someone else.”
~ Kobi Yamada
Good morning, and what a beautiful, quiet and still day we have here! So different from yesterday, and I too feel tides shifting …
So does anyone else out there watch the BBC television series Sherlock …. ?
If you get a chance, it’s an amazingly brilliant show, now in it’s 3rd Season, available via steaming Netflix.
Set in a modern 21st Century London, it’s a “thrilling, funny, fast-paced contemporary re-imagining of the Arthur Conan Doyle classic.”
The young, genius, Sherlock appears detached, methodical, without friends, as he solves the most outrageous of crimes.
At one point, his sidekick Dr. Watson begs of him: “Don’t you care??? Don’t you have any feelings?? These are people Sherlock!”
To which Sherlock replies, virtually in disgust: “Feelings? Why no !! That would distract from my work !!!”
Yet, we come to know, that while outwardly, Sherlock is almost inhuman, uncaring, unattached, it is only through being himself that Sherlock is able to save so many lives.
It makes me think of a quote attributed to Buddha:
“He who loves 50 people has 50 woes; he who loves no one has no woes.”
Sherlock has no woes, and is intoxicated with his life’s work.
In the final episode of Season 2, Sherlock is lured into a game of cat and mouse, by his arch enemy Moriarty.
He’s called upon to save two children, who leave behind a trail of candy wrappers as clues, like breadcrumbs, from the classic book Hansel & Gretel.
Unfortunately, each piece of candy that they eat, each clue they leave behind, is also killing them. For the candy contains small amounts of arsenic!
They are dying a slow death. Can Sherlock save them in time?
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Last night, I was abruptly awoken from a dream by the voice of one of my spirit guides.
(I came out and started this post, it was so vividly clear) ….
I was being thrown little pieces of bread.
I felt almost blind, as I crawled along the path, picking up each little piece.
But piece by piece, the voice said: This is how awakening occurs.
This is how you are a friend.
It isn’t some big grand scheme.
Piece by piece, friend by friend.
Little bits at a time.
This is how one helps.
Most people couldn’t handle any more than that.
Which is why it’s called a path.
Do not be afraid. Do not worry about what is behind you.
It’s time to let it go now.
Just keep on picking up the pieces.
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To quote the honorable Reverend King:
“We are prone to judge success by the index of our salaries, or the size of our automobiles, rather than by the quality of our service and relationship to humanity.”
As I’ve crawled along this dark path, picking up my pieces of bread, I’m drawn to a quote by Helen Keller:
“Believe, when you are most unhappy, that there is something for you to do in this world. So long as you can sweeten another’s pain, life is never in vain.”
Who knew that this something for me, which brings me great joy, as a service to you, would be writing?
Are you happy with the service you give the world?
I had a villa guest the other day remark that he wished he could be living my life. I asked him what is stopping him.
For many of us, it’s a lack of belief in our ability to support ourselves by what we truly love.
Maybe because it feels like a hobby, and we don’t see a clear path for how we can “make a living at it”.
And we aren’t willing to give up our toys and our comforts to make our real dreams come true. We’re stuck!
Whatever it is, make the choice today, to do whatever it will take for you to pursue your dreams.
Crawl if you have to.
But if you follow the path of your joy, life will take care of you.
I should know.
I’m a girl, who’s living her dreams, following my path of breadcrumbs, who simply wants to write for a living ❤
