The question. part one.

Where am I?
I am in the past, your past
I am in the ball thrown by a child
I am in the scraped knee after falling from a bike
I am in the teddy bear on the small bed
I am in the first game of checkers
I am in the dog that brings joy
I am in the A,B,C's and 1, 2, 3's
I am in the tree where I should not be
I am in the "you're it!" in a game of tag
I am in the giggles of new humour
I am in the moon seen through a scope for the first time
I am in the first worm threaded on a hook
I am in the dew on bare feet in the summer
Why can't I see you?
You have forgotten, I am still here
Close your eyes and let's go for a walk...


This was at the point of realization where I found that what I was missing was not what I expected and that the realization, on it's own, was not the finding. The realization, as hard as it was, was the easy part. Little did I know when I was writing this that closing my eyes and going for a walk in my mind with my Soul as my guide was, quite literally, what it took. I thank Cindy for coming along and keeping me focused at that particular time.

I wrote this on Saturday morning during a 10 or 20 minute break and I left it unfinished until Wednesday sometime. It took that long for the journey to sink in and, I think, being back with my family shed light on what it meant for me.

I had to let it steep.

Jeffrey.