play

There was a question within, a hesitation which has kept me back for quite a while. What would it be like to live without fear? I could not imagine, I didn't know what to expect, I couldn't visualise it at all. Afraid of living without fear. I didn't know.
This apparently formed into a question, which in turn invited the universe to show me.
A few days before I left to see my best friend for the first time in over three years, and visit my sister to celebrate my fortieth birthday, I discovered the new book Jed has written. Just in time, as always, it came the day before I left. "Play."
Play. That's how you live when you have no fear. You play.
After my birthday I went home with my mother for a few days. She asked me to close the window in her downstairs bedroom. I did and looked around for books as I always do. On the night-stand, a book: "Curious Lives - Adventures from the Ferret Chronicles" by Richard Bach. It was her boyfriend's book.
I spent the next hours reading and was touched and moved and awed. It describes what lives can be like, when they're lived without fear, violence, hatred. So lovingly and gentle and wonderful and so eerily familiar sometimes, with beautiful encounters and synchronicities and "living from your highest right". I took the book with me (with her boyfriend's permission) and am still reading it, sometimes moved to tears, sometimes smiling in surprise.
So that's what it's like. It's wonderful. I needed a sense of what it would be like, to know where I'm going. To know that it's not scary and empty at all.
Only now do I see how the question unfolded inside me and was answered in this most wonderful way. And I still have "Play" to look forward to.