Happy 50th Birthday to Me, A Gift From the Universe

It is sunrise on the morning of my 50th birthday and I am sobbing because I am overcome with the intensity of the portrait I am viewing.  It is a gift like no other and I am having a hard time believing that it is for me.  It is though, for me.  I am worthy.  I am on Chimney Rock trail in Sedona and there’s a full moon that has clearly claimed its role in the sky.  Steady.  It welcomes the sun’s gentle rays as they slowly rise over the peaks of the mountain.  They are greeting me and I am feeling overwhelmed with abundance.  I want to accept the gift.  I reason that I have made strides in believing I am worthy enough to receive the offering.  I turn back on my trail and head in the other direction so I can watch the moon in the sky.  I don’t want to miss any of it.  Slowly and subtly it begins to dissolve.  There is no sudden exit.  Only a gentle fading as it’s work for now is done.  Like so

many important relationships in my life it’s presence has vanished. The magic however will always remain.  I trust with all certainty that magic will appear again in some form.  Never exactly in the same way as right now; on my 50th birthday when the full moon strikes a balance with the sunrise on Chimney Rock Trail in Sedona, AZ though in other combinations.  Every situation is new.  We may tell ourselves it is the same though conditions are always changing.  I trust that I will be worthy of another combination of gifts on another plateau that will be revealed according to the level I am able to receive it.  I hope that my work continues to reveal the authenticity of my soul so that connections remain honest and deep.  So that my journey can unite with a path of oneness without judgement, detached from those not yet ready to dislodge their truth.