Isn't it funny how life throws you curve balls and puts you in the spins...flips everything on top its head and puts a new path underneath your feet. You've seen a lot... in fact some of us too much. You stand there looking back at what once was and realize that was a rugged road, but nonetheless something in you mourns its loss. You turn and look ahead but can't see for the mist, you are hesitant. On the journey you came, you carry of course your luggage with you. For some up until now it has been a backpack as its what was needed for the rough terrain. In it is everything that you needed along the way and nothing more. And standing there you think which way to go, to the back a safe and comfortable place, one you know and ahead…. the mist...a thick mist.
Suddenly you see there in front of you a suitcase with wheels. At first you repel the idea. Then slowly you come to the conclusion that wheels may be easier on your back, not such a struggle. But on that road stretched out behind you they will not work. You contemplate it a while and eventually you become aware that to unpack in reality you have to pack or repack may be a better description. Take stock of your belongings there, take only what you need. Some items will have served their purpose think of them fondly but discard them for you've new things to gather on your way. Another while you stand, your not sure how long you've been standing there. Your thoughts consuming you hoping with each new revelation that it's the last onion layer.
Then knowing that your onion will never reach its end you make peace with that and look ahead. Eagerly now you zip up the bag grab its handle. You step courageously out into the mist, hoping now the bag will survive the terrain ahead, that your much needed and loved belongings will be safe. Once you do the mist it clears and you see a soft shinny asphaltos road ahead with only minor bumps and hills left to climb. You see that it was worth the long and winding road to get there.
The keys we seek lie in the simplicities of the human condition which are in these times so easily forgotten and the locks to which they fit in its complexities placed there only by ourselves and found in their droves on our spiritual selves.