There’s this … “thing“… we’re all after as human beings (perhaps beyond our own species, even).

What do we call it?

Happiness? Reality? God?

  • Meaning?
  • Joy?
  • Fulfillment?
  • The Universe?
  • Purpose?
  • The Answers?

I don’t know.

I do know that I find it everywhere (when I pay attention).

“It” is somehow hidden, yet ubiquitously occupying obvious places. But we walk through life so blind, don’t we?

We’re like fish looking for water. (Speaking of… if you’ve never checked out David Foster Wallace’s commencement speech to Kenyon College class of 2005, perhaps now is the time).

If you don’t have time… Here’s the gist of the introduction…

“There are these two young fish swimming along,

and they happen to meet an older fish swimming the other way

who nods at them and says, ‘Morning boys, how’s the water?’

and the two fish swim on for a bit, and then

eventually one of them looks over at the other and goes,

‘What the hell is water?!'” — Parable/Myth

What is that thing, you’re looking for?

Here’s another poem by Stafford on the matter. He calls it the thread.

“The Way It Is”

There’s a thread you follow. It goes among
things that change. But it doesn’t change.

People wonder about what you are pursuing.
You have to explain about the thread.
But it is hard for others to see.

While you hold it you can’t get lost.
Tragedies happen; people get hurt
or die; and you suffer and get old.

Nothing you do can stop time’s unfolding.
You don’t ever let go of the thread.

~ William Stafford ~

If you feel a bit lost, reading this…. that’s O.K. friend. 

Only you know.

Perhaps you could see this as simply an invitation. A call.

If you hear it, if you feel it in your bones, perhaps now is the time for you to begin an adventure?

(If you feel nothing– that’s O.K. too. Just move on with your day. Enjoy the moment you’re in, whatever it may be.)

For those seeking guidance or inspiration on their journey, I hope these quotes help you.

Here are a couple more for you:

“The herald … of the adventure… is often dark, loathly, or terrifying, 
judged evil by the world; 
yet if one could follow, 

the way would be opened through the walls of day 
into the dark where the jewels glow… representative of… 
a veiled mysterious figure– the unknown.” 

— (The Hero With a Thousand Faces… Joseph Campbell)

“Any blade of grass may assume, in myth, the figure of the savior and conduct the questing wanderer into the sanctum sanctorum of his own heart.” 

Joseph Campbell

‪“Renewal is at the same time the dying out of the old.”

Robert Bosnak

Earth, isn’t this what you want? To arise in us, invisible?⠀

Is it not your dream, to enter us so wholly⠀
there’s nothing left outside us to see?⠀

What, if not transformation,⠀
is your deepest purpose? Earth, my love,⠀
I want it too. 

Believe me,⠀
no more of your springtimes are needed⠀
to win me over — even one flower⠀
is more than enough. 

Before I was named⠀
I belonged to you. I see no other law⠀
but yours, and know I can trust⠀
the death you will bring.⠀

Rainer Maria Rilke