When we see through our hearts, we recognize that every single one of us is infused with creativity. Divine Sparks are embedded in everyone and everything. It's up to us to be courageous, to look and listen deeply, to find the sparks, gather and release them back into the universe, transformed into something new. Join me as we wake up to the sacred-ordinary blessings waiting to greet us each and every day.
Saturday, April 5, 2014
I Heart Macro Week 47
iced buds held captive
habits can freeze us this way
what will set you free?
On Monday, March left our trees, bushes and last year’s tired
grasses laced with ice, buds frozen, rivers running high and fast. The sun
darted in and out of clouds with variable winds, mild to wild throughout this
first week of April, islands of snow are shrinking away, leaving clear cold
knee-deep ponds in the woods. Meanwhile sleeping beauties are showing signs of
waking up slow.
Getting ready for Pesach (Passover) is
much like cleaning out, repairing and refreshing a nest. This is what I am
thinking as birds sing their love songs, busily preparing their homes. Hours of
rain have done much washing outdoors, while indoors my hands and body are tired
from sweeping, vacuuming, washing, washing, washing, rinsing away crumbs and
sticky spots that have accumulated in unexpected places over the past year. As
I clear away the physical gunk, I feel release and relief. My inner home is
becoming lighter and clearer as well; simple repetitive tasks done mindfully
have a way of expanding heart and mind space. Still, there is always so much
more work to be done. It is good to have the bird chorus as company rather than
a radio when the vacuum is turned off.