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Blossoming

05/07/2017

“There is so much love in your heart that you could heal the entire planet. But just for now let us use this love to heal you. Feel a warmth beginning to glow in your heart center, a softness, a gentleness. Let this feeling begin to change the way you think and talk about yourself.” ~Louise Hay

The snow has melted, the ground has thawed, and everything is bursting into growth as the hours of daylight lengthen. Roses, trees, shrubs, perennials… tenacious plants that return year after year as the earth swings closer to the sun for its summer vacation. Whether rainy or sunny, spring is when I spend every extra moment I have outside in my gardens. If it’s too wet, I will be moving rocks or building something. Planning and moving forward.

In spite of my powerful enthusiasm, spring helps teach me patience, over and over and over again. Every year as my gardens wake up and I get excited about what is coming and what will be, I’m the student once again, learning to be patient. When I find myself wishing that a plant or an area of my garden were better or different, I feel a kind voice in my heart telling me to ‘have patience’. These patient plants remind me that I am growing, all the time, even if only in my understanding of how to make mistakes. I’m blossoming the best I can in any given moment with the resources I have right now. Just like you, and every other living being.

Taking a restful moment to pause from the spring work, I breathe deeply and smile. I can feel it: I’m blossoming. I am growing better with each forward step and each weed pulled. I am becoming clearer and closer to my vision of the garden, and the life, that I really want. Truly, patience is a virtue. Namaste.

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Glorious Greys

03/20/2014

Nature is painting for us, day after day, pictures of infinite beauty if only we have the eyes to see them. ~John Ruskin

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micro snowflakesOn this half way point, this vernal equinox, the planet is poised between black and white, darkness and light, teaching the lesson of the bountiful beauty to be discovered amidst the shades of grey.

“Thank You God for this day.” My daily prayer, a mantra of sorts, is something I say a lot. Often aloud and definitely daily.

Thank You God for this day.

Today where I live it sure doesn’t look or feel like the first day of spring as the calendar indicates. The sky is filled with wet spring snow. Angled sharply with bursts of wind, it stings the face and causes treacherous driving. As I drove the lad to work this morning (the transit service to his work is awful) and the grey sky pelted at the world, all I could see was the beauty. Gorgeous shades of grey.

As you know I believe in practice. Everything gets easier with practice. We have to keep at things, and they will get easier. Because I say Thank You God often, I live mostly in a state of gratitude.

snowy branchDuring today’s commute, all I could see was my blessings. How lucky my son and I are to be travelling safe and warm in this car. I am thankful for excellent tires and the great condition my husband keeps this car in. I give a prayer of thanks for my husband. And just look at all the other good drivers, paying attention and signaling like I do. And the colour, oh the gorgeous shades of grey everywhere! The misty effect the blowing snow gives to the very air as it moves and undulates is breathtakingly beautiful. To actually see the air the way we can with falling snow is really a kind of a miracle.

So rather than view it as awful, and what ‘shouldn’t’ be happening, I feel so much better when I tune into a sense of celebration in my heart for this moment. Now. I am thankful for the beauty and blessings of this life and I feel, at times, like I see priceless, incredible gifts everywhere I look. Joy is contagious and I want you to catch it with me!

See the soft shades of grey and the undulating shapes in the wind-driven snow and sleet. Come back indoors and give thanks for the shelter. Give thanks for scarves. Get back in your car and give thanks for the security of being able to drive somewhere warm, and indeed back home as well. Make some tea and give thanks for that.

lovely shades of greyI’m not saying I don’t wish spring would arrive and get blooming. I’m suggesting that we look for and find the beauty right here, in every moment. Every day is the most beautiful day of the year, up to this point, don’t you agree? We are lucky to be here today, and this is the weather today comes with. I choose to see the beauty now (even if I would rather see blooming bulbs in my gardens).

Do not allow yourself to feel crestfallen if the first day of Spring blows in like a lion, whipping snow around and keeping bulbs and buds sleeping.

Let’s say it aloud together:

Thank You God for this day.

And thank you for the gloriously gorgeous greys.

Copyright © 2014 Gina ~ Professions for PEACE

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In celebrating greys, one of my favourite bloggers came to mind. When I revisited, once again this incredible post reverberated through my soul. If you have seen it already, perhaps visit again. And if not I am certain you will be uplifted and mesmerized by the beauty this talented artist captures. Thank you Sriram. You bless us with your wise poetic heart and skillful eye.
http://sriramjanak.wordpress.com/2013/12/27/mind-seeing/