There is a wind pulling me east.
It whispers then howls like a beast.
It shouts in storms and bellows in breeze
It beckons me forward in hardship and ease
It drives my vessel through the waves and over the seas
The might and majesty blow me from my feet and to my knees
The ferocious gale of destiny anchors me still as it speaks
It hums through the boat in moans, groans and creaks
It brings dreams and visions of colors and anew
It sings songs of wonder and opens me too
It gives a trail I fear not in the least
There is a wind pulling me east
I feel the call of movement and motion. I have the sense that whatever my path is, it lies in moving from place to place. I have always dreamed of sharing messages and teaching as I explore more of the people and places of this Earth. There is so much to see and experience here before our souls desire a new exploration. It seems that path is opening up now.
I have been with family for the past week and it has been an eye opening experience to the power of habits and patterns. It is so easy to fall back into the pathways of an older version of ourselves. It is especially so when there are others who only know that version of you. It has been an opportunity to express myself authentically, explore this new me, and appreciate the one who got me this far. It has been wonderful to see how the old hurts and resentments of my youth are gone. I see how a word here or a gesture there would have offended me and caused a conflict. Now I realize how much all of that was from me allowing myself to be upset over something outside of me, and in general being sensitive. Now that I am not seeking to be offended, I am rarely offended. It’s pretty funny how that works out.
It has reminded me of our power to create the world as we see fit. We create it with every story and moment we empower. In seeing the opportunity for something new to transpire in any given moment, we energize that new story, that new us. We are never truly found. We will always be discovering ourselves as we continually grow. I have found this is true of others as well. There are no stationary people. Each time we meet we are both changed. The game is now then “who are you today, and who am I?” As we find out who we both are we offer it to the other as a reflection. This continues until the call for rest comes, and the game begins again when we wake.
Thank You,
All the Love,
Ryan Orion
Ryan Orion 
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