Grounded

I've been feeling oddly settled today, as if my subconcious has stopped jumping around with attention-deficit impermanence, and has suddenly focused. It's like I've been given a clear path, a set of goals, and everything I am is working together toward it.

Although I have some hint of what it is I'm aiming for, I definitely haven't made a concious decision to cut out the static and go for it. I just woke up this morning with a sense of knowing where I am headed. Even though parts of it don't make sense yet, and some of it is downright scary.

I've found myself putting energy into things I've avoided, without my mind being distracted into strange side alleys. There's a sense of calm, a sense that I'm doing the right thing, going the right way - yet not a whole lot has changed since yesterday. Perhaps my soul has just given up vascillating from one option to another, and settled into the way it needs to go to reach its destination/s.

Dunno - this probably sounds like so much pie in the sky to whomever is reading it. Perhaps it is. But whatever is going on, it's been good today. Still mid-afternoon and already I feel I've done a lot more to reach these somewhat intangible goals than I have in a long time.

Either that, or I'm about to be locked up in the looney bin - they say those who feel the most sane are actually completely nuts! :-)