The Deep End of the Pool

The road less traveled became the road of narrow measure and very few footsteps. Stepping into the dream I've called life, I surrendered to the God within and of all things. Called by many names, and heard by all, I let go all notions of it as I fell to my feet and again beneath the tree that shaded me from vision. I hid here...within myself where only this work could be done. The work of releasing all fear, expectations, worry, doubt and limitation required committed focus and little effort, for this was the natural state of man. Faced with seeing God in all things and being God to all things, I could no longer remain asleep. Unaware of where this road would lead, I surrendered to the path ahead of me, knowing that not everyone would chose to go. I would come to refer to this path as "jumping into the deep end of the pool," the irony of which was that any depth greater than five feet previously frightened me. But depth is a perception projected by a state of consciousness and I seeked to go wider than any instrument could measure. I say "wider" because the road that I chose would seek to expand my awareness throug which the narrow pathway would later expose.