Life unfolds with sweeping vistas and hidden valleys. Sometimes I see the shape of my future shook out like a glorious silken cloth. At other times, my future is concealed from me. I move forward in faith but without the gift of vision. Such an alternating reality of large strokes and small is normal to most of us. Occasionally we know something very large and are given the clarity and power to act on that knowing; "This is the woman I should marry"... "This is the job I want".... "I should move west"...

Such knowings are pivotal and we know to value them. At other times, quiet knowings come to us for smaller, more subtle adventures. I alter the path of my daily life and see a new face to my neighborhood. I rearrange the furniture in my house and discover more productive use of the space I have. These guidings, too, are the important stuff of life.

Today, I am led in large and small ways. I aks for vision and clarity and receive enough to steer my course. I accept my different forms of knowing. I cherish my seasons of clear-eyed vision and my times of simple faith.