Looking out my windows this morning I saw golden cottonwood tree leaves floating on the surface of the pond behind the house—portents of bare tree limbs and winter days ahead. But I also saw the beautiful peeling bark of the river birch tree in the backyard and the goldenrod blooming at the edge of the pond. I am soaking in the beauty of this day.
Life is full of
Ups and Downs
and this week has reminded me that nothing stays the same, surprises are expected.
Feeling great about my two mile hike in Wolsfeld Woods Monday, I was surprised Tuesday evening when the muscles in my lower left leg decided to tighten and spasm so painfully that I could barely stand. I’m not sure what caused the difficulty but fortunately today it has eased a lot and I am beginning to walk almost without pain.
I’m still moving slowly and mindfully but grateful to be moving again.
The Uses of Sorrow
(In my sleep I dreamed this poem)
Someone I loved once gave me
a box full of darkness.It took me years to understand
that this, too, was a gift.— Mary Oliver
Gratitude is good medicine
This week was my birthday; this year will be the last year of my 60’s and next year I will usher in my 70’s. It’s hard to believe. I count my blessings more and more as the years pass. And I feel blessed in this life of mine in so many ways. For me, the older I get the more contented and grateful I become. I am so blessed.
This is what I have to say to you. Receive the
interconnected majesty of All That Is. When a
cardinal sings in your yard, something very
like a cat picks up its ears a hundred light
years from here. When you feel grateful for
your life, across the world, someone’s heart
lifts for no apparent reason. The universe is
like that, invisible threads connecting the
granite bones of mountains with black holes,
earthworms joined with sound waves, coke
cans inextricably linked to crocuses. Some call
this Indra’s net. Some say the world is One. I
say that language may be limited, but oneness
is unthinkably inclusive.
Nothing you do or say, imagine or pray is
outside creation’s web. Know yourself as
vastness and someone you never met may find
themselves directly experiencing the truth for the
first time. The universe is like that, light
pouring into light, love increasing, the
awareness of connection growing wider and
wider until inside is outside, outside is inside,
and all we’re left with is miracles
— Danna Faulds, Limitless
May you walk in beauty.
Another image for my new project which I hope to write more about soon
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