Where the Map Begins
A Blessing for Epiphany
This is not any may you know.
Forget longitude. Forget latitude.
Do not think of distances or of plotting the most direct route.
Astrolabe, sextant, compass: these will not help you here.
This is the map that begins with a star.
This is the chart that starts with fire,
with blazing,with an ancient light that has outlasted generations, empires, cultures, wars.
Look starward once, then look away.
Close your eyes and see how the map begins to blossom behind your lids,
how it constellates, its lines stretching out from where you stand.
You cannot see it all, cannot divine the way it will turn and spiral
cannot perceive how the road you walk will lead you finally inside,
through the labyrinth of your own heart and belly and lungs.
But step out and you will know what the wise who traveled
this path before you knew:
the treasure in this map is buried not at journey's end
but at its beginning.
from Circle of Grace