A couple of Sundays ago, I happened to read this…
“Stand at the crossroads and look; ask for the ancient paths, ask where the good way is, and walk in it, and you will find rest for your souls.”
It was from a book I sometimes open and read when I need a shot of spiritual wisdom.
My lovely husband and me (not using ‘I’ because it sounds so formal), had already made plans to go out for the day to a favourite tree filled place. In my head I held these words “ancient paths” and wondered what the day would reveal. These photos go some way towards representing what was for us, a day of restoration and calm. A day off. Had we been following literal ‘ancient paths’? Am I talking about ley lines or old Roman roads?
My understanding of it takes me even further back. Perhaps even to the origins and purpose of our being. Is there an ancient path created for us to follow which is revealed when we connect with the rhythms of nature? Are we not included in nature’s rhythm of growth and rest; activity and stillness?
I am utterly convinced that there is an opportunity for us all to live within the flow of work, rest and play; to make choices to follow the ancient paths and find rest for our souls.
The ‘crossroads’ implies that there are other ways we can choose to go and that we need to stop, look and listen before making our choice.
If we don’t, there’s a high chance of a nasty collision.