Dear Friend,
I was awoken at 4am by flashes of light, and low grumbling thunder. I briefly wondered if it was an internal experience. Often in the morning I see tiny points of blue light, like fireflies. You get used to odd occurrences on the spiritual path.
It was thunder and lightening.
I opened the bathroom window and the freshness of the rain and wind was deeply comforting. The freshness that follows a storm. Like the peace that follows when an emotional storm passes.
Mother nature’s progeny, we’re ever changing too. Like the weather out there, we’ve an internal climate. A heavy front moving within me, as I’m realising that six years have passed since Mam died. Four years for Dad and Santina.
How can time pass so quickly?
You never stop missing people, it get’s gentler with time.
And then you go for periods without thinking about them. It’s just nature. Nothing to get hung up about.
I’ve also picked up a head cold and there’s a ringing in my ears.
“This too will pass.” A phrase that helps.
Emotions, like water, need to flow lest they become stagnant.
A world inside of us. Rivers and oceans and mountains to explore.
I like that image.
When a low comes, that too is natural. We can frighten ourselves imagining the dawn will never come. But it does.
But what if we fear the dawn?
A practice that can help is to make a list with at least one item on it. Either on paper or just in your head. Something, anything in your current life experience that is good. Everyone has that.
Maybe a book you love. Maybe that the author can reach you across time and space. You could add in, that you can read. Slowly the mind begins to shift focus.
What about your appreciation of nature? Take a lung full of air. Feel the life in your body.
Who at this time on earth is free of care?
To say there is a lot of uncertainty is to put it mildly. We’re better equipped to help if we feel better within.
What’s on your list?
Like that dove in the story about the flood.
Send out thoughts of appreciation and see.
What comes?
An olive grove.
Eventually.
Sending you love.
Till tomorrow
Mikey
Felt the same, the power of nature was exhilarating, especially from the safety of home. I was like a child at Christmas, threw that back door open and sat in the dark kitchen, sipping my coffee and watched, with my old shadow, Ajax by my side. Although he wasn’t as impressed and after the excitement of the early breakfast had worn off, he fell asleep. But I Feel energised for the day. X