There are things that we are meant to see; gifts that silently wait for our discovery of them. If we move too quickly, if we only scan the horizon, rather than sifting through the expansiveness of our inner and outer vision, we will miss that which was intended only for us. We either bend down and caress the talisman, or fail to see it, and from there, stumble without the signpost, purposely left in our path.
Something tangible, or a person, a gesture, a conversation, an innuendo, a coincidence that appears out of nowhere, are all magical guides. Their intention is not for us to struggle to decode their meaning, rather, these are clues to a expansive understanding beneath conscious thought.
Open, discover, ponder, caress, then let go, and the markers in the road appear, providing a shortcut to what would have been a lengthy journey - one devoid of the spark of illumination. We stand now in the brilliance of our own light.