I sit in the presence of the Divine.
I rest under the light of her soft glow.
She is the Divine Feminine.
I desire to embody her openness, her creativity, her love, her compassion, her wisdom.
I feel her presence within me and all around me.
She fills me with her light of unconditional love.
She is the Sacred Earth beneath me.
She is the Infinite Heavens above me.
She supports me with her loving-kindness and lifts me with her transcendent wisdom.
She calls to me in the whispers of her trees and watches over me in the twinkling of her stars.
She is my Mother, and the Mother of All.
Her children are my soul family.
She calls us to go deeper and to go higher.
She is a mystery, yet she knows us intimately.
In Her Presence:
I am held.
I am safe.
I am supported.
I am guided.
*From my meditation journal today*
Observe. Listen. Feel. Connect. Be still. Be silent. Be open.
These are some of the messages I’ve received when I would feel things begin to spin around me and I cannot find my bearings. I (literally) sit down in the middle of the floor (which is where one of my meditation spots is intentionally located with a large view of nature), and become very still. I focus on my breathing. I focus my attention inward. I focus on the gentle wind blowing through the trees. I see how the tree is firmly grounded deep within the earth. I see how its high branches gently hold the wind caressed leaves. It sways and moves to the breeze in the wind. They surrender themselves to the energetic forces around them. They become one with them.
Today, I see myself as the tree. Firmly grounded in the earth while my arms and hands are reaching for the skies. Storms come and go around me, and I am there, just as the tree is, strong in my roots yet free to reach for the heavens. I am supported and I am blessed. I begin to feel the calmness once again within this moment. I feel a deep connection with the tree and all other living beings on this earth. We are all truly connected by unseen roots. This was my awareness of our interconnectedness today.
May you feel loved, supported, held, and connected today and as you go about your week.
It’s raining today. The same as it has the past two days and nights here. This is the type of rain that I love…the cleansing, renewing gentle downpour softly cleansing the earth and all beings that reside within her. The kind of rain that makes the trees show their brightest, colorful hues of rich greens. The kind that makes the birds sing a little louder and more constant as they bathe themselves in the natural baths left behind. Just perfect for these beautiful beings with wings. The male cardinal even made an appearance, the one that would grace my upstairs apartment balcony before I moved to the lower level.
The rain brings with it the gentle reminder that we too, as sacred beings, can be refreshed, renewed, and restored. For me, this renewal has come with feeling, sharing, and expressing love. To myself, and to others. To let love rain down upon all of us. To feel saturated in it, to feel the fresh breath of life it brings after it has cleansed us, to stand in this outpouring of love. With this rain comes the promise that we can heal, we can mend the hurts, and that we can be restored. Something that the world is crying out for in present days. I can hear them. I can feel them. I say, bring the rain. Bring the love. Let it drench every inch of this planet and all who live within her. Let love heal and restore us all. It all begins with us. Much love, Lovelies.
Mid September and it is almost here. My favorite season of the year. Ironic since I was born in Spring, right around the time the snow is melting and the lush greens return to Wisconsin. But this time of year coming up is my favorite.
Here, as in most states with the four seasons, we experience the slight chill in the air, the leaves getting crisp, and turning gorgeous shades of yellows, oranges, and deep reds. And they eventually fall in glorious layers that crunch under your feet or get selected as that year’s saved memento in an old encyclopedia.
Then there’s the crisp scents of pumpkins, apples, spices, and wood burning fireplaces. It is almost magical. And even inside a new crop of candles is brought forth to bring all those scents indoors when there isn’t anything baking in the oven or burning in the fireplace. Then there are the corn mazes and hayrides out at the local family farms where you you can pick your pumpkins for Halloween carving. Like I said, magical.
But perhaps the most magical of all is the feeling in the air. It is a time when the leaves have a beautiful death with the promise they will return in the Spring to shine their beauty upon us once again. When the trees go into a hibernation for the cold months and emerge on the other side with more wisdom and truth than they held the year before.
And us? The humans? The stewards and caretakers of all that is within nature? We have the privilege to see the life cycles of nature over and over again until it is our time to experience the same beautiful transformation of life into death into rebirth, and emerge on the other side fresh, whole, new, and ready for the next life we will have. Makes you wonder who is watching our seasons lifetime after lifetime, doesn’t it?