Embracing the Possibility of the Future

 Luke : 9 : 5 - And whoever will not have received you, upon departing from that city, shake off even the dust on your feet, as a testimony against them.' 

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I am struck by this admonition "to shake off even the dust on your feet" when I encounter the rejection of the past.  As I move into a nebulous future yet to be created, I am stymied by my own fears of leaving the natural contours of what I already know and experienced.  What is commonplace is as natural as the rhythm of my breath.  It is as soothing as the milk that I nursed from my mother's breasts and her tender lullabies.  I am afflicted with an addiction held by strong ties to the past and a longing to curl back into the security of the womb.

That reverie is all but broken by the clanging cymbals of change.  I am moved along the crest of a new dawn and my memories ebbing slowly into the back channels of my mind.  What is before me is the birthing of a new era, lined with a patina of hope and excitement but also clashing with the tumult of a dying age.  Rebirth is likened unto death, at once violent and traumatic yet beautifully orchestrated by the unavoidable beckoning of new beginnings.