I am not, by training or interests, an orthanologist or birder. As much as I enjoy birds, I am transparent in my lack of knowledge, insight, or ability to identify. In looking at the sketch of a bird feather, it was fun to see what, if anything, I could deduce. I linked the sketch to a duck and nothing beyond. I knew there were dots leading me to an answer, but I had no idea how to see them or identify where they were leading me.
Life offers clues for learning and more. Details provide stories, insights, and opportunities to grow. Experience reminds me that the clues are here, even when I ignore them. The doorway in each moment awaits my awareness, the reach for, a twist to turn, and a decision to pull and step into something more. Knowing the dots are here changes everything.
`Knowing there are no life maps opens the possibility of guides, clues, and dots that, when connected, bring awareness, learning, and growth. Not knowing is the first step in being able to see. Understanding that one is blind creates an awareness that every sense within me can improve and strengthen my vision.
Events and experiences that seem unconnected are part of life’s tapestry. I belong to a family and community. I share a longing and thirst within me to be accepted and know that I am part of something bigger than myself. I am not unique in this way. Evidence suggests that it is something I share with every individual. The experience of being unconditionally embraced is a moment of being in Divinity’s presence.
Divinity’s children are around us, even when one does not recognise them. I find myself looking for their actions, feeling their compassion, and celebrating the results of kindness and care. In a plat on an old story, “Ultimately you could even say that since Levi descended from Abraham, who paid tithes to Melchizedek” (Hebrews 7.9) is connecting the dots and recognising that the other is a Divine sister and brother.
Today, I can connect the dots.
