Field Notes from the Edge #007

There’s a moment in every myth where the hero stands before a gate.
Not a grand gate of gold or marble—but something subtler, more symbolic.
A shimmer between worlds. A crack in the ordinary.
A child in the forest, staring into the glow of a rainbow path.

That’s the image I pulled tonight.

From the Osho Zen Tarot deck came the card called Adventure.
A small figure stands on the edge of shadow and light,
stepping—without hesitation—into the unknown.
Not armoured. Not guided. Just open.

I felt something ancient stir.

This card felt less like a message and more like a mirror.
Because lately, I’ve heard the call.
Not just the whisper of a new project,
but the Call—the one Joseph Campbell spoke of.
The one that arrives with the weight of meaning,
that hums through your bones and rearranges your breath.

I’ve answered.

But as anyone who’s walked this path knows,
the call is only the beginning.
Just beyond it stand the gatekeepers:
Fear, Doubt, and Disbelief.

I’ve met them.
They tried to stop me, as they always do.
They mocked me with familiar scripts:
“You’re not ready. You’ll get lost. Who do you think you are?”

And still—I stepped forward.

This adventure is on.

I don’t pretend to know where it leads.
But like the child in the card, I’m approaching it
with childlike curiosity and wonder.
Not because I’m naive,
but because I remember:
wonder is how you walk through the world when you trust the path more than the destination.

It’s easy to forget that.

We get older, we get armoured.
We swap questions for answers.
But the soul doesn’t want certainty—it wants experience.
It wants you to feel the thrill of not knowing,
to be lit by the colors of the unseen,
to walk—open-hearted—into a story that’s still being written.

Two invitations for you, fellow seeker:

1. Ask yourself:
   What does the child in the Adventure card know that I’ve forgotten?
   Let that inner adventurer speak. Write it down.
   Trust what comes.
2. Map your Unknown:
   If your next step led into a mythic landscape—what would it look like?
   Who or what would greet you there?
   Draw it. Name it. Bless it.

The gate is always there, just at the edge of habit.
And on the other side?
Not safety. Not clarity.

But something better:
aliveness.

—Clay
Storythinker & Mythic Mentor for Seekers on the Threshold
Helping you rewrite the story beneath your story.

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