Card 117, Gallery 2
But now, time has slowed.
Moments drag feet,
like reluctant children
caught in a maze
of Math equations.
Thoughts sometimes feel
like a ponderous turtle
lost in deep pool
of slow-moving quicksand,
lacking any sure footing.
While she looks around
wondering how, and when,
life became a frame
of unknown hands
constantly pulling
in opposing directions.
Elizabeth Crawford 5/19/2020
Notes: Image is from the Soul Cards, created by Deborah Koff-Chapin.
Her site may be found here: https://touchdrawing.com/
Wrote this earlier this morning. In the midst of muddied confusion. Then went to Facebook, where a new friend sent me a message. I responded and we talked. I told her what I thought about what was happening to her. In the course of that conversation I found a renewed sense of who and what I am. It was like a huge Snap! of recognition. The Soul Journey continues until that last breath. We may get confused at times and begin to wonder what its all about, but the clarification will come.
Soul's Music 
I am struck by that frame of unknown hands pulling in opposite directions. Yes, we are making the soul journey and will to our last breath, as best we can. I feel that slow, muddied feeling. I have never been so tired and it does not lift any more. But we’re still here. Yay!
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“Reluctant children caught in a maze of Math equations.’ A perfect description. And yes, the clarification always comes if we sit still long enough to listen.
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Loved it!
I am one of those reluctant children 😛
liked the quicksand metaphor and how the hands are compared to life!
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