Thirteen years ago my husband and I walked on fire for New Years. Fire walking is an amazing experience. To do it and avoid getting burned, you need to believe in yourself. The whole thing started with the group building the fire. Then we meditated for hours. Finally we were in the right frame of mind to step onto the hot coals. I remember than once I made the decision to walk into the flames, there was not turning back. I just kept on moving until I was on the other side of the raked out coals. Wow! It was the cold grass on the other side that hurt.
I thought about that experience on the way to work this morning as Rodney Atkin’s new song played on the radio. The words have been getting louder in my head all day long.
Yeah, If you’re going through hell
Keep on moving, Face that fire
Walk right through it
You might get out
Before the devil even knows you’re there
If you’re going through hell
Keep on going, Don’t slow down
If you’re scared, don’t show it
You might get out
Before the devil even knows you’re there
This week, it feels like I am facing the fire again. Lately, my runs have been my meditation, but I just don’t know if that is enough. I need to make some time for myself to meditate. Then I only need to tell myself that I CAN walk through the fire again without getting burned. And I surely hope that I can get out before the devil even knows that I’m there
And what is the fire? Is it work? Is it issues with bringing up children in this world of new pressures and standards? Or is it from the hustle and bustle of life in the bay area? I keep telling myself to just believe that it will all come out okay. And it will.