March 2, 2016, Prescott- I drove two friends, mother and daughter, to the airport, early this morning. They left cool Prescott for mild Phoenix, then headed for frigid Milwaukee. The quest was simple- to see family, including a newborn child. Perhaps, with enough positive energy, they will bring milder temperatures to southeast Wisconsin. In any event, I wish my friends and their family a safe and pleasant time together.
This brings me to the fact that we are each, in one way or another, seeking our true family. I am fortunate, biologically, to have a large, nurturing family, whose matriarch is still very much alive and well. I am also fortunate, spiritually, to have a larger, more nurturing family, spanning the globe. Besides making my tendency to wander actually bear some meaning, when I do go further afield than my Southwest home base, my greater family helps me build a solid foundation, for those times when I am rooted here. To be sure, I don’t stay put nearly enough to suit many of the people here, but I put that time to good use.
That is what being part of a family structure does- it orients, helps ground a person, and nurtures- always nurtures. What it must not do is stifle, suppress and cause stagnation. I wish, for my spiritual family, both here in Prescott, and across the planet, to ever seek the first path.