Thank You for Getting Dirty for a Heart of Gold
You can’t find gold if you ain’t willing to get dirty. -The Claim Owner
I went panning for gold once, up on Nine Mile Road outside Ashland, Oregon. I went with a couple fellows, one of which made a claim there.
We camped out for a week and worked the river bed while exploring quartz veins that lead to the potential “Mother Lode” which we never found.
It was an amazing adventure wherein I learned; how to extract a tick from my own leg without leaving it’s head in my person, that Big Foot was actually a tall bearded dude who never took a shower and lived permanently on a claim two miles from ours (you could tell he was coming to visit by the oncoming smell), and that there’s a lot of dirt disturbing to find one tiny piece of gold.
Sometimes I think people are like mining claims.
You have to trek into their territory and be willing to explore and move a lot of dirt out of the way to find their true gold.
Sometimes you only get iron pyrite (fool’s gold) and you go back down the mountain a little disheartened with a tick in your leg.
Sometimes you find just enough gold to keep you searching for more and develop authentic friendship.
Then there are the folks who are embedded in the quartz veins who keep promising the mother lode by encouraging you to follow them.
I continually seek the mother lode in folks because I believe we all have it in us.
Even though I will not follow a quartz vein into oblivion, I am willing to get a little bit dirty in the process of seeking Truth and Love.
And I am thankful for the miners of my own territory who gently stir the silt away to find my heart—even if it seems to disturb me at first.
~ by leakelley on June 11, 2013.
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