daily integrative divinations

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‹› the dusty Buddha ‹›

Blaise was about to unlock the door to his apartment when he was startled by someone calling his name from behind him on the stairway. he turned to see a woman walking energetically toward him extending her hand, repeating his name, and saying,

"...wait up. my name is Sara and i am compelled to tell you something."

"you're the Urban Shaman" exclaimed Blaise as he extended his hand to shake hers.

instead of taking his proffered greeting, however, the woman walked past him, grabbed the doorknob and opened the door to his amazement: he was certain it had been locked. Sara continued into his room chortling slightly.

"yes; so i have been named by others" she said striding directly and confidently to a darkened and neglected corner of the apartment. "Blaise" she continued, looking down at a table in the corner, "the Buddha has gathered dust. whatever this particular icon means to you ~ perhaps serenity, perhaps clarity of mind and heart working together ~ has become occluded by the accumulation of disappointment and apathy gathering in your life. we are at the beginning of a new cycle my dear boy, and now is the time to clean off the dusty results of the past."

Sara waved her hands over the Buddha and the dust and cobwebs disappeared in the blink of an eye. she turned to look at Blaise, who was awed into silence, and said,

"Blaise, open your eyes. see your dreams anew and take the inspiration of a new start fully into your life. now is the time. clear your dusty passages and walk happily into this new cycle of time."

Sara, the Urban Shaman, clapped her hands together and the entire apartment seemed to ring with a shining light. she began to laugh with glee, then turned again to Blaise.

"so" she said, finally shaking his hand. "can you offer a cup of tea to an old woman, young man?"

Blaise smiled, and they sat together for a good while, bringing in the New Year.

many blessings to all for 2013

∞ saxz ∞