It is both frightening and painful for many Americans to witness the daily unraveling of the principles we hold sacred without relinquishing all hope. Today I am returning to the magic of Pat Conroy in his novel Beach Music. Let the vibration of hundreds of loggerhead turtles on their first march to the sea get deep into your soul’s bones as you take in Conroy’s description:
We must not forget our spiritual homing instinct, our restless urge to go beyond ourselves to the Other, however we define that for ourselves. Know your spiritual landscape. Fix your eyes on the vast ocean of the Other’s love, and let’s head out together. In this lies hope.
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4 thoughts on “The Homing Instinct”
Rita, I have read Pat Conroy’s book awhile back, and loved it all, and the loggerheads reigned….I love the idea of homing effect, and I agree that we have to do this to have sanity in our ‘state of affairs’. A good January read and meditation.
I am so glad you could visit, my friend. I grieve the passing of Pat Conroy, that magnificent magician of words.
Amen to that. I suspect there are many, many of us who are looking out beyond (with hope). Mainstream media and social media not the best reflection.
Yes. Whatever would we do alone?