No, I am sorry my Dear Ones, but you cannot go with me. This is a journey that I must travel alone.
Yes, I realize that the way has not been charted. I understand that I may get lost. No, the potential dangers of my journey are not being disregarded.
Mother, Father, Brothers, Sisters of my heart, loved ones, and friends -- I do know how much you care, but as much as you love me, and as much as I love you - you cannot take this journey for me. Nor can you wish away the need for this journey for me, because without it, I will be lost. If I never find the answers that I seek, if I never complete this quest, my heart will surely be lost.
Yes, I do treasure your gifts and will keep them always close to my heart, but it is not gifts that I seek. As much as they are valued, simply because they came from you, they cannot take away the need for my journey.
Yes, I know that you are wise and knowledgeable. I understand that you have taken your own journey. I see that you have answers, but they are yours, and yours alone. The answers that you have found, that you wear with so much deserved pride, simply do not fit me. The cloak that is you, I am not meant to wear. It is much too snug in places, drapes much too loosely in others. As beautiful as it is, and as you are, I cannot wear the cloak of you.
Oh, my Dear Ones, I do understand your fear and concern. But wouldn't you rather see me in my own cloak, with wings of my own?
Yes, that is very good advice. I have read information, teachings, and lessens from many knowledgeable people. I have read works from gurus, spiritual leaders, and experts. I have found much value in them. I do understand that I haven't even scratched the surface of the wealth of information, inspiration, and beauty that is available to me, and that is why I will continue to read and learn. However, even if I spent every second of the rest of my life devoted to only reading and learning of their wisdom, their words will not negate the need for my journey.
Their wisdom may point me in a direction where I can begin. They may serve as a guiding post when I meet a crossroads, but still, the journey itself must be my own.
My Beloved Dear Ones, yes, when I return, I promise, I will still be me. Perhaps I will be more 'me' than I have ever been before, but I will certainly still be me.
What can you do then, if you cannot take the journey for me?
What can you do then, if you cannot hold my hand throughout my journey?
What can you do then, if you cannot give me the cloak of you, of your answers, to wear?
It is simply, my Dear Ones. It is so easy, and yet, at the same time, it may be the most difficult thing that you have ever done.
While I am in the process of undertaking this journey, you can simply be present, be you, as you are. That is the only thing that I ask.
There are candles within your heart that are already lit, keep them lit, and I will do the same.
The candle of love that we share, yes, that is the brightest. While I am on my journey, when I become cold, I will feel its warmth. When my way becomes darkened, I may reach for its light. If the candle flickers or sparks, I will know that you need me, and I will be here. Keep the candle lit, and no matter where my journey takes me, we will always be connected.
When will I leave? When will my quest begin? Oh, Dear Ones, as I stand before you now, my journey has already begun - my quest already in progress.
You see, my Dear Ones, the journey that I take is within.
The answers that I need are of me.
