I mailed the manuscript to Mom yesterday. She sounded perkier on the phone. She is an incredibly strong woman. I know in my heart that it was time to send the envelope. I obeyed without resistance. It felt good.

My mind creates all sorts of puzzle pieces to solve the mystery of why it is time to do something. In this case, it had created some pieces from fear. There were some pieces created from hope, as well. None of the pieces are reality. They are all imaginings.

There is a song 'Raffi' sings that has been stuck in my head lately. “You’ve gotta sing when the Spirit says sing…” Basically, the song is telling us to obey. Oh, how I use to hate the word ‘obey’! When I was a child, obey meant, “Do what you are told or you will be severely punished!” I don’t like being manipulated or commanded by another to do what they want me to do. I have not trouble at all, however, in listening to my own heart and obeying that command.

You know how it is when you already know what to do, but you don’t do it? It doesn’t feel good. When we feel a tug in our heart, we have the choice to react in fear, regret, or to take obedient action. Fear and regret freeze us. Action sets the motion for the fulfillment of our dreams.

I’m learning to act with faith that when I get there, I will know what to do. Everything I need comes to me when I let go. Every idea to lead me on my way is there when I arrive at the next step on the thousand mile journey. The road map for the trip is revealed through the unraveling of each moment. Ten year plans can give a person a heart attack. Ten year dreams will make a person soar.

We already know what to do. Obedient action is flowing with change.