Staring into the abyss

I know a few people whose boats are getting majorly rocked right now - some amazingly beautiful, heart-driven, incredibly giving and kind beings who are on epic journeys at the moment - who are being pushed to their outermost limits on one level of another - who are asking for help, for guidance, for clarity, for wisdom. I am saying a prayer for all of them right now. For all of us, really, because each and every one of us has gone through "a dark night of the soul" at one time or another ... and soldiered on, perhaps bearing great scars in the aftermath.


I am reminded of this quote from 'A Tale of Two Cities' -
"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way".

However this turns out ... however rocky this boat gets ... however wounded we may become in the process ... there will be those of us who will always stand together, connected across the oceans and miles and languages and borders, soldiering on towards the same horizon. We may not all know each other personally but here we are, in the great melting pot of the virtual world, and we're each giving each other a leg up, or extending a hand to help each other across the gaps. 


There is a big ocean to cross here. Needs a little more than oars. Time to hook in and hold on, and lend a hand where needed. I've been feeling a bit sucked into the vortex lately - staring into an abyss of unfathomable darkness feeling pulled into a downward spiral of sometimes almost unbearable sadness - not just for me but for humanity. And yet, in the midst of this journey people have appeared on my path who are just pure good-ness, pure kind-ness, and so generous with their heart and spirit that I feel as though they are truly guardian angels. There ARE angels in our midst. Never doubt that. Thank YOU for lending your hand to me, for carrying me when my own wings have been clipped or are broken. Please count on me to do the same for you.