The Path to Discovery

Jacqui Ray/Luminous Wisdom SOPHIA I have a mammoth task of looking out at the world right now. The world that knows better, the world that can see the monumental task ahead when light fills a room. We all want to be a light that shines brightly, we want that light to guide us in a direction of faith, healing and love. We want that love to shine with in us, we want our world to be a beacon of strength.  I went to the supermarket this morning in the hope of finding something small I could consume. Something that would give me a lift to conquer the rest of the day. Everyone was calm, there were no screaming hysterias and people fleeing with the last shreds of toilet paper. There was an overwhelming sense that maybe we could get through this shopping experience in a more positive light. We gave each other space; we walked the isles like there was no worry in the world. I allowed the lady standing at the registers to take my place, she was only buying a newspaper. I was ov...

JACQUI RAY/ Luminous Wisdom:SOPHIA Meditation was where I first began to wonder how I could possibly be getting anything out of it. That was my first incorrect thought pattern, if you do not allow your mind to settle then how are you going to persevere through the hurdles and bumps of life. I used to lie there on my bed yelling at my husband to not disturb me as I was preparing to meditate. I thought I had to do it in one particular position, lights out, headphones on while the sounds of a person talking drifted through my earpiece while inhaling into every part of my body. I needed to reach this enlightenment but what was I searching for? An escape out of existence? An escape out of my own world? Was this going to make things better for me? I realised later that meditation helps in many forms, but it cannot help a person struggling with their own identity. You need to work on that, but it does not take a night or even a day to conquer, it takes months and years to find tha...

Look up at the sky, there are a million reasons why we need to stay sane. Being there for your loved ones, being there to get them out of their own slump. A person once told me that being your own person opens up many opportunities in life, being the lone ranger can have your own factions and inspirations cemented into one. When that inspiration fails, pick up your feet and take a step backwards. Look at the world around you, stop procrastinating with your thought pattern. Be a beacon of strength for the ones that surround you. Take that step back and look at them, look at the way that everyone is being affected.  I have had that, this week. Anxiety flared up, stomach issues and a need for rest, rejuvenation and a new fixture came pouring out of me with unrelinquished sorrow. I had a job to go to in childcare. I had that need to be there, I couldn’t though as I needed to protect my fellow workers from infection, disease and a misfortune of timing. Thinking of all those peo...

When being outdoors, that is the time when I am grounded the most.  Taking time to explore nature opens a healing path of discover. Going for walks along the beach, cycling along the countryside, being surrounded by beauty in a parkland, listening to the birds and the calling of the wild; these are all parts of life that one needs. Contemplating life on the beach is what I like to do all year round. It is at the most beautiful on a winter night while admiring the sunset. I enjoy the sounds of the water lapping up on the water’s edge. I love the sound of the waves as the wind gets more ferocious and shows us it is ready for a torrential downpour.  The weather cycle is as important to us as the seasons. The seasons show us change but it also shows us the aspects of life that take us to different parts of the land. Having the county side dry up and then having the water’s edge here where I am standing with enough water to keep the lands surviving, is not fair think...

The light dimmed slowly as I woke from my sleep. I could see the stirring of another person waking from their slumber. Who thought that living alone could make it so hard when guests slept the night? Having your own inconsistencies and living the life you want is not so bad. Slumber is a part of my life that I love. I love waking to my own tune and feeling like I can walk naked around the room while laughing and dancing to my own reflection. When the time comes to wake and slowly walk out of the room, that was a part of the day that I wanted to do all over again.  Was I being greedy for wanting to hop back into bed with that magazine I had been wanting to read all week? I wanted my own time but knowing when to tread the line and welcome my guest into my abode takes compassion, sensitivity and a welcoming of hospitality. This is a reflection of my past but dreaming of living alone can be a wonderous sigh of relief for me when I need that space in the mornings. We ar...

The sound came pouring out of me as I held on for dear life.  The screams could be heard all around as I tried to let go of the fear. The rollercoaster was taking me up and down the windy tracks and I was terrified. I was hoping I could make the ride without throwing up. I laugh now but at the time I was sitting next to my sons’ friend and I had blood coming from my cold sore. I held on and tried to not make a spectacle of myself. That was my calling card, not wanting people to hear me. Being worried about how I would be judged. So, what if I got off a ride looking like a spectacle. Would people remember me after that day? No, they would keep going on with their own days and not really remember the demented woman clinging onto a child for safety.  I look at the old me, I look at how far I have come. I see my reflection sometimes and know this was meant to be. I had jobs at the time I thought were not meant to be part of who I was, I now realize it helped me with lif...

As my path was turning so was my own mind.  The seed was planted and so was the one that was going to bring me further to my truth. Just like a seed that is planted in the ground, that seed starts growing. It depends on the temperature, the surroundings, the climate and how well the seed was handled in the first place for it to blossom. Chances come in many forms for each person but weighing them up is even harder to distinguish. Sometimes biting the bullet can be a chance for some and also a saviour for others.  Do not dwell too much on the chances as there will be timelines and formats, calculations and anything else that will keep you on your path for the foundation of what is meant to be. My last job, I sat there with my feet dangling in one corner and my mind in another. Why was I sitting in an office that resembled a torture chamber? It may not have really been that, but I was claustrophobic in there and had the walls engulfing me like they were going to wrap thei...