Today I intended to go to the beach and walk along the shore. As I was driving along Golden Gate Park, the green grass and trees called out to me. I kept going but finally pulled over next to the park. I could see the ocean ahead but the trees laid claim to me. I clambered over some roots and scrambled down the hillside that had invited me in with its deep shade and dappled sunlight. I found a path to follow past a fountain and pond with some ducks peacefully swimming. I passed a homeless person’s campsite tucked under a couple of trees, wound round another hillside until looking off to the left, a spot called to me. The ground was damp and I was not sure about lying on it. I turned in a circle to make sure that this was where I was to be. Huge eucalyptus trees surrounded a meadow that was partially planted with baby fir trees. There were tiny white daisies and a yellow flower poking from the earth. Various holes and piles of dirt were scattered about. Moles busy at their excavations.
I let go of the concern about the damp as I knew that I needed my whole body to connect to my Mother. I laid on the earth and relaxed as a deep peace began to fill me. Ah……a long sigh. I had so needed this. I need this daily contact and it had been too long since I had allowed myself this gift. I closed my eyes and let myself be taken in, breathing in the softness, the freshness, the aliveness. I toned my tones of love that arise when I am in this space. It feels to me that these moments are why I am here. This is my truth. This is who I am . A woman who lies on the ground and tones with her mother. Isn’t that a job description? Can you imagine a time when there will be jobs like this?
Wanted:Earth toner for city of San Francisco to maintain Golden Gate Park’s vibration of peace.
It feels that the peace is permeating everything these past couple of days…….moving through us. As I lay there, a mole poked his head out of a hole a few feet a way and peered blindly in my direction. I sat up and grapped my camera and tried to get his picture. (carrying a camera is new for me so that I can add pics to this blog) I squatted for a time close to his hole to see if he would re-emerge. He did not, there were so many other holes for him to explore that would bring him to the sunlight without a human witness. I felt blessed to have witnessed him when I did.
The other day a man walked past me on the street, naked except for his hiking boots, backpack and long flowing beard. A block further on and I almost stepped on a pure white dove sitting on the sidewalk. I had never seen this before. Had he appeared from a magician’s hat, just flown from a wedding? What was he doing at my feet on a city street?
I take it all as blessings. Blessed by the man who wanted to express himself in that way, blessed by the mole and the dove. Blessed by the gum nuts that filled my pockets from my walk. Yes, I cannot walk anywhere without collecting rocks, twigs, flowers, stems, shells, feathers. Any manner of natural thing will do that catches my eye. I take them home to lay on a table or carry them about in pockets. All are a part of the beauty of this earth life expressing itself. I felt at one with all this beauty and my heart sings its gratitude.