Who are you?

Who are you?

Are you a Lion raging at life,

or a Mouse hiding from it?

Do you run like a Cheetah,

slide like a Snail,

or glide like a Manta ray?

Do you sing like songbird,

cuddle like a Koala,

or play like a baby Panda?

Do you think you are in charge of everything?

Or do you flow with what life brings you?

Life has a way of lifting us to great heights and bringing us to our knees.

The question in all of this is, who are you?

Do you ride these ups and downs with grace or struggle.

Today I choose the songbird, river otter and eagle to guide my way, with song, playfulness and ease.

Today, who are you?

 

Reflection on a spring morning

This morning I sit quietly,

my cup of coffee steaming on the windowsill,

as the rain streams down outside.

It’s late spring in our region,

the sky is watering my tiny swiss chard and kale plants.

The weeks leading up to this moment of peace have been challenging.

My body told me to slow down with bronchitis and exhaustion.

My stepfather passed away of a heart attack unexpectedly.

Two of my three kids are out of school for the summer.

And my mom’s cancer treatment continues.

I sit quietly this morning and reflect on all of this,

and all of the blessings that have come into my life.

As I write, I am enfolded by a comfort quilt gifted by a friend.

It was made by members of a local church and I can feel the love that went into making it.

My colleagues have set up a meal plan for my family.

I have been surrounded by comforting arms and cried with many loved ones.

I have received cards and love from far and wide.

In all of this, every aspect of life,

from the happy to the sad,

I know that I am surrounded by love,

and with love anything is possible.

 

 

 

Waiting for the season to change 

I can feel it coming, but it hasn’t arrived yet.

The clouds are bursting with raindrops,

nourishment for the baby vegetables just we planted. 

I have seen more rainbows in the last two weeks, than I have in a long while. 

Daffodils are trumpeting “spring is coming”. 

We wait in anticipation of the sun on our skin again. 

My favorite barista is dressed in all flowers. 

The party I will attend tomorrow is “bright colors only, no black or gray allowed!”

We are all beckoning the light and warmth to return.

It will come, in the right season. I know this to be true. 

Today, we welcome the raindrops and know that spring will come soon. 

Patience

 

 Patience. 

A word it turns out I need to practice. 

In my world I do a lot of moving things forward, planning and action. 

In this moment, I see the need to be patient. 

Let life evolve, 

Being patient with myself, 

my insecurities.

It turns out something’s take time to grow.

From the planting the seed,

to the tree baring fruit 

does not happen overnight.

And, it doesn’t help to tell the tree to hurry up, 

I’ve noticed.

And so, another life lesson is born.

Be patient and trust in the process. 

Focus on other plants that need tending to grow.

Trust in the seasons, 

life’s wisdom, 

and know that all things grow with time, 

we just need to be patient.  

Desert Bloom 

 In the desert,

prickly and dry terrain

as far as the eye can see.

Walks are beautiful here,

but watch your step, 

desert creatures aren’t always friendly.

Sometimes it must seem like there is no end to the desert, no growth happening.

And yet, on our walk

I see something new, 

there, just around the corner, 

see it? 

It’s bright yellow, 

in contrast to the dust of the earth,

it looks as if the sun planted itself right here. 

Green foliage grounds it in the earth.

This beautiful, shining flower shows me that even in the desert, 

life grows. 

This flower is special. It’s one of a kind. 

Others pass it, unnoticed. 

Not us, we see it. 

And know, it is just for us, 

A reminder, that love grows,

wherever it’s planted. 

Unknown pathways 

  I see the pathway, 

my feet move forward. 

I don’t know where this pathway is going. 

Will it be a hard walk, 

or an easy stroll?

Will there be obstacles along the way, 

or fresh huckleberries lining the path? 

I don’t know. 

I see myself grasping at branches and shrubs, 

looking for grounding, 

for safe passage. 

Yet, these plants do not offer what I am looking for. 

I glance at the sky, 

hoping for a sign of the weather to come, 

but I just see a little ways ahead. 

I look down, 

discouraged, 

when out of the corner of my eye, 

I see the tiniest pink blossom.

It’s looking at me too, 

with a smile on its petals. 

As if to say, 

“Welcome to the pathway”. 

I stop and slowly look around, 

There,

right at my feet,

is a soft blanket of flowers,

I had never seen before. 

As I gaze ahead,

I see blossoms in hues of yellows, purples and pinks, 

I hear a creek running up ahead. 

I notice the birdsong that is serenading my journey.

I walk forward, 

with this new awareness, 

I see I am surrounded by life, 

by love. 

I am peaceful. 

I walk on, 

not knowing what will happen on this pathway, 

but knowing,

where to focus,

along the way. 

Life in the Salt Marsh

 The day is awakening, 
forklifts bustle at the Port across the way, 

commuters traverse potholes on the way to work. 

This morning I took a moment to slow down and visit life in the Salt Marsh. 

She welcomed my weary soul with birdsong. 

Frosted folliage surrounding the waters edge. 

Geese gracefully gliding on the water, 

Raven squawks as if to awaken the sun.

All of this beauty and quiet, right here at our footsteps. 

As the sun slowly breaks through the clouds, I am at peace. 

I am reminded that we are one with the earth, 

and she cares for us beautifully. 

We just need to ask for her solace, 

and breath deeply of the love that surrounds us. 

That is how I see life in the Salt Marsh today.