They laid new road on 126th last night. I was up for the entire thing. I could hear it happening, smell it, and occasionally I would look out the window and watch the crane and people working. I can’t help but draw some analogous meaning out of it..that maybe I too am supposed to be making new roads.
I recently went through an experience where I said to a friend: “Why does it feel like all the lessons in my life are trial by fire?” It didn’t help that it was an exceptionally hot summer and I had spent hours in the previous days marching about the city to stomp my way through processing this specific experience. Then, it occurred to me while listening to a song I had not heard in a while – I asked for much and what ensued was refinement and purification by fire, a clearing to make way for what is to come, for what I have been calling in.