Lovely spider web created of beads and wire.
Sheets of rain falling straight from the heavens allowing me to keep my windows open to enjoy the rush of energy. It is so enlivening! My mind feels a moment’s worry….we have had so much rain and many roads and homes are still in the process of being repaired. Caution cones dot the dirt roads warning of sections that have washed away.
Yet, there is this moment. My heart is allowing the joy of the moment, the sound on the roof, the negative ions that swirl and clear my apartment all savored with my cup of Mayan coffee that is rich and dark. I have raw organic cow’s milk with its inch and a half layer of cream on top from dear friends to blend with my coffee. I have toast made locally with organic stoneground flours, all grown nearby. I have my fairy lights around the room to brighten my spirit as the day is slowly lightening under the heavy cloud cover.
Our world is so full of things to cause concern, to worry and complain about. That is one view that we are bludgeoned with from the media. We are trained to keep our eyes on that view so that fear and guilt and pain are the vibrations we live in.
We have a choice to shift our viewing lens to another scene that plays out in the rain, in the comforting smell of coffee, in the notes of the birds announcing a new day. There is so much to be grateful for. When we move and live from the space of gratitude, we free ourselves to commune with the broader view. We know ourselves as divine beings, here to bring all of this cacophony into a harmonious note that sounds throughout the multiverse.
Every time that we tap into this space, this hum that sings within our cells, we are creating building blocks of joy. These are put together by all of us, to create heaven on earth. We are not taught this, that we are creator beings, holding the capacity to build the world of peace that we all want to live in. It is frequency, vibration and energy that creates. Our thoughts and words are powerful. Our beingness versus the doingness that we have been led to believe is what creates form.
It is time to shift our focus, to flip our lens to allow in more light. To look for the good in our hearts and radiate it outwards. We can bless this earth with each footstep, each smile, each moment of being in our joy.
Yesterday, that was stopping by the table set up on the roadside by six year old twins. They come from a family of entrepreneurs, an uncle who runs the largest organic vegetable farm here in Vermont, a mother who runs a landscaping business and an aunt who does wedding flowers. The girls decided to grow their own flowers from seed last spring and now they are picking bouquets and selling them as well as lemonade from their stand. I get the joy of purchasing their lovely flowers, enjoying their delight and my own as the bouquet graces my table.
Another way I focus my lens to the light is to spend time with my grandchildren. This is my morning with my three year old granddaughter. We play dress up, we dance to ballet videos, we have tea parties after baking tiny cakes and muffins to eat. She tells me stories that are rambling and rich in detail. Today we are headed to the next town over’s story time as they are having a watercolor artist to instruct the children. Last week, it was a visit from two Shetland ponies. The woman had asked my granddaughter if she would like to pet the ponies and she responded, “I am dog and pony hesitant.” The woman looked at me with wide eyes. Yes, that is my granddaughter….she knows how she feels and articulates it. After she observed the ponies for a time, she decided to join in and ended up using all the different brushes and combs to groom the ponies. She called them handsome boys as she gently tended to them.
Darkness and death, live side by side with light and life.
Another morning, I have time with my almost one year old grandson who is a whirling dervish of activity, curious to pull and shake and taste this world in big bites. He leaves a trail behind him. Then there is my eight year old grandson who has moved an hour and a half away. I am learning the route which takes me through some lovely little towns and green hills. I travel to him once a week to engage in whatever is his latest interest. He is mechanical and loves to take things apart and show me how they work. He is a gentle heart, sensitive to everything and we share a deep attunement to the beauty of life.
Of late, I have been immersed in reading a series set in England during and between the two World Wars. Maisie Dobbs is a psychologist and private investigator, who uncovers much of the dark side of humanity. She is trained and guided by a wise mentor and taught the power of meditation and intuition to guide her in her quests. She knows the protective power of filling herself with the light of Source. I enjoy her personal story that winds through the horrors of war.
We are the spiders, spinning our webs of creation. Spin with joy!
Why am I reading of darkness? We are called at times to take in the darkness, to feel it fully and bring it all to love. She demonstrates this by not making assumptions, not jumping to conclusions and holding light around all that she experiences. These stories teach me and offer examples that I can use in my life. We are here to learn and grow. We have grown through suffering and hardship in the past. Now, we are called to shed those hair shirts of old, and allow ourselves to grow through joy. It would seem the easiest of paths, yet to shed the path of suffering can be difficult. Opening to joy means to allow vulnerability, to walk with our hearts wide open. To allow the rains to wash our tears, to allow the path to pierce our hearts so that new notes can sing out.
Sing out your joy, take in all that is wrong in this world and transmute it through your heartlight into the gold of heaven that you wish to live. The fairy tales held truth. We are to spin the straw of this earth into the golden light of love. Let us create more each day!