Let my life be like a River that can flow without a dam for the eddies that distract me from the journey that I am.
Monday, May 21, 2018
Sunday, May 20, 2018
Saturday, May 19, 2018
A man who meant a great deal to me died last night. Another person who means a lot to me is in the process of dyeing. This got me thinking that death is close to me right now. Then I remembered that death is always close to me. I sit and watch Phoebe catch bugs in mid air. That is death for Bug. I see Robin eating Worm. That is death for Worm.
This is also the continuation of life for Phoebe and Robin. Life and death are continually interweaving, and each unfolds in it's own time. Death will come to me as well, just as life has. Today, I choose to take up the death of this dear man, and the impending death of this dear woman as reminders that all I have is this moment right here right now. What I choose to do with this moment can be a testament to the respect I have for these dear people and all they brought to my life.
Friday, May 18, 2018
As I sit outside, I watch Squirrel sprint along a horizontal Tree that I took down last fall. Then I watch Cardinal fly nearly vertically up to a branch of another Tree. All this gets me thinking about the many paths I can take. The different directions my creature cousins travel reminds me that the possibilities are infinite, as long as I don't let cultural invitations about what should be get in the way.
Thursday, May 17, 2018
Old farmer wisdom has taught me that the risk of killing frost lasts up till the first full Moon in May. That will happen late this year, so I see these warm days as a real gift. Farmer wisdom can keep me from thinking things like, “It should be warmer by now, “ or “When is summer going to get here?” I remember that everything comes in it's time, and not mine. That way I can enjoy some weeding in the coolness, knowing the heat will arrive eventually.
Wednesday, May 16, 2018
As I sit outside I notice a breeze that seems to be constant. It cools my face and barely moves the leaves on the Trees. Then I realize that this is the first time I have noticed the breeze moving the new Tree leaves. The new leaves wave gentle in this constant breeze. I realize that the branches are moving because of the leaves, and that they didn't all winter. These are the same leaves that will fall in Autumn. They will be growing and changing constantly between now and then, and they will continue to change after they reach the ground. I am reminded that I am constantly surrounded by change, and I am grateful that everything is always in a state of becoming.