Standing in a field of lavender, walking in lush woods, or resting by a brook as its waters gently meander by, there is something strangely familiar about this earth we call home. It’s there sheltering beneath the forest canopy of creation, that we find ourselves called to a journey. Surrounded by beauty, with nothing to fear except what we make up, we draw a deep breath and begin the quest with a lingering question—what are we here to accomplish?
When Dorothy, in the Wizard of Oz, found herself in a new world she was told to follow the path to a place to find her answers. We too are pulled to see each step we take as progress towards a destination. We travel to work, go on holidays, and get to the shops when we need something. There is comfort when we return and contentment when we cross a task off our list—we have accomplished.
Through the twists and turns of life we face many dilemmas on which road to take when we encounter forks along the way. We place pressure on ourselves to make what we believe are the best decisions, and as we stumble along worries creep in. Our energy becomes focused on what’s around the next corner or hiding in the shadows. Our perceptions blinded by what we agree to fear, lead us away from the awareness of who we truly are to a place of unknowing, with only one conclusion we are sure of—we’re not in Kansas anymore.
It’s tempting to feel we made a mistake. Took a wrong turn or were led along the wrong trail. When something goes wrong we struggle to make sense of our experiences, and feel the need to apportion blame, most often to ourselves, to find solace. It’s easy to be miserable and find others on the path, like the lion, tin man and scarecrow who understand, because they chose to believe the same story. The solution is not found by seeking or fearing the wizard, but by simply reclaiming one important memory—we are here on a spiritual journey.
Once we acknowledge that truth there is no need to focus on the destination because we already know there is no place like home because we have been there. The key to our journeys is to recognize what we have, before we seek what we think we need. Dorothy only had to click her heels three times to get home. The lion, who wanted courage, the tin man, a heart, and the scarecrow, a brain, all came to realize that they already had what they sought.
The choice to embrace the gifts we came with changes how we approach our journey. The faith that reveals there is nothing to fear behind the curtain and that choices are not hurdles, but necessary steps for us to grow in our understanding of what we need to learn here. The brightness and warmth of the sun above us which turns our path yellow to light the way—our yellow brick road. The hope that reminds us, although the road may be unfamiliar the surroundings are not. In the majesty of towering trees and bright butterflies feeding on beautiful blooms, that are the familiar gifts of home that protect us from harm and surround us with peace.
There is no need to fear on our spiritual journey for there are many roads, but it’s all one path; where we are held, supported and loved all the way. Perhaps resting at a crossroads we will come to realize what we are here to accomplish and already half way home—that over the rainbow is not that far to travel after all.