I want to share with you something about my life. It is fleeting. It is rich. It has held pain for love. It has let go. It has risen. My life, it’s like yours. Sharing in the sunset, the sun rise, the ever rise and fall of waves in our hearts. All over the world, we have this in each other and it connects us. We are One. Tonight a brand new moon rises. Tomorrow a brand new sun. Breathe in the new night, the new day, and know you are never alone. Ride the wave of life like never before. Connect with the patch of Earth under you. Even if it’s 42 floors below. Even if there’s a mile of ice between you and that sacred soil, put your mind on it, put your heart into it. I guarantee you will feel it, know it, connect with it, because it is alive, waiting for you. And it feels you. Take this into your sleeping and waking.
The past 7 years have taught me to expect change, and to expect it often. It wasn’t my personal agenda, but my whole life has started over at least four times in those years. Finding solace through all that change has been vital. Where to find it? Nature. Go to it at every opportunity. The ocean is the place I choose, sometimes the woods where a beautiful waterfall runs. Since my last post, I moved closer to the ocean. I feel more at peace with access to it essentially right outside my front door. What a blessing. When I’m in nature, I carry the young memories of walking outdoors with my parents.
A recent post on Facebook by Wayne Dyer, which included a beautiful poem by Mary Oliver, really struck home for me:
“Follow your children.
Together you will
learn to pay attention:
how to kneel down
in the grass;
how to be idle
how to stroll
through the field;
how to lead a wild
and precious life.” ~ Mary Oliver (This is written as it was on Facebook)
This poem reminds me of the times my dad would carry me outside in his arms after dinner, to walk in our big yard and look for the moon through the trees. I was about 2 years old. He would walk where I pointed and we would find the moon together. And, the memories of day walks in nature with my mom. She and I would collect interesting rocks, and beautiful field flowers; the field grasses towering over my head. Occasionally we would stop to listen to the water flowing in the stream near our house. These were the best days of my childhood, like medicine to my young heart. I needed that peace and companionship as a very sensitive, aware-without-words (intuitive) little person.
Mom will be 90 next February. She is such an important woman in my life. She’s helped me get through some deeply tough times. The spirit of my father visits me often since 2003, guiding me, comforting me, encouraging me. Over fourty-five years later, I walk in nature to soothe my soul through all the changes. I feel blessed and I feel grateful.
In surfing through all the changes, I realized that in this life, I’m called to witness people’s inner aliveness and connection to Self; and when needed, to support that connection in Spirit Bird healing sessions, intuitive readings, and through insight drawings. We can work together and be the change!
Rise Up and feel blessed! The path is gently lit.