December 25, 2007 at 12:02 pm (Uncategorized)
Tags: miracles, plant
Last winter my pot plants had to endure much colder temperatures than they were used to. Too many nights below freezing point resulted in considerable damage to many, and even death to some. Now it is summer. Those that were able to, recovered. Others were removed when all that was left was rotted remains. I had not got around to replacing the plant in one particular pot, just cut down the dead stems and had placed a cutting of another on the side of the pot, as a temporary measure. A weed grew up in the centre of the pot. Well, finally it was time to tidy up. For some reason, instead of just pulling out the weed, I chose to trim it back first. And lo, what did I see, to my absolute joy and amazement, but new growth springing forth from the “dead” plant! Sheltered by the weed it had grown unnoticed. For months before, the stump had shown no sign of life. But somewhere, deep within it, was the life force, just waiting for the right time to re-appear.
To me, it is the miracle of Life.
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December 18, 2007 at 11:45 am (Uncategorized)
Tags: dragonfly, trust
Peering out of the window I could see the kitten playing with something in the paddock. Upon investigation, I found a dragonfly, which I rescued. It seemed shocked as much as anything else but was able to climb onto and cling to my finger. I carefully walked to a quiet spot in the garden and sat down. It moved onto my open palm, washed it’s face, then seemed to go into a prayer position, wings folded. I could feel the life force of this delicate creature radiating onto my palm. Normally they move to quickly for me to be able to see their exquisitely detailed markings. Now I could gaze at it, right up close, an inch or two from my face. What a beautiful amazing creature!
So I sat while it rested and recovered. A while later it opened it’s wings a little then folded them again. By this time, there were other animals waiting for me, so I transferred the dragonfly to a flower, in a sheltered position. It hung there quietly and later on when I checked, it was still there. The following day it was gone. All I can hope for, is that it was able to proceed with it’s proper cycle after this interruption.
I felt very blessed to have received the trust from this tiny creature. It gave me an experience I shall always remember.
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December 17, 2007 at 11:38 am (Uncategorized)
Tags: flow of life
For weeks now there has been no rain. The river has settled down into it’s own rhythm, the water flowing quietly. When it rains, the mud gushes into the river and the water stays cloudy for some time. Now all that has settled, and I can see clearly the rocks under the surface of the water at the shallow crossing. I can see where to step next.
A bit like life I suppose. When it is rushing past us, we are all stirred up and it is not until the flow changes into a slower tempo, that we can see clearly to the depths of our soul.
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December 16, 2007 at 10:51 am (Uncategorized)
Tags: seasons
After the winds of change destroyed my nest, earlier this year, I spent some time sheltering in another’s nest, keeping it safe while they were out flying. Then I found a place to build my own nest, and set-about doing so. There was a sense of urgency, trying to work with the season, before it changed.
Yesterday I realised I had ignored the signs of the change. I was caught up in the doing, and losing sight of the being. It is not easy to change the habits of old, but I have a new resolve. Time to slow down, settle more into my nest. It is fine as it is.
Now that it is Summer, the birds are much less active. The frenzy of Spring is over for them, and they have settled into a quieter time. There is my guidance.
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December 14, 2007 at 4:15 am (Uncategorized)
Tags: being observed, fish, sheep
Over the past few days,sheep have been grazing in the homestead paddock, clearing up weeds and reducing the fire hazards. I’ve got to know their routine - grazing early in the morning, then to the trough for a drink before laying down until mid-afternoon, when they begin the cycle again. There’s about 100 in the mob, so they do the watering in relays, co-operatively. Rarely do they resort to headbutting.
What I realized yesterday was that some of the sheep were watching me watching them!
It reminded me of a time when I was with a friend in a remote place in the bush. We’d found a deep rock-lined waterhole, fed by a nearby spring. A beautiful oasis amid the desert hills. Peering into the water, I could see some small native fish. Wow, that was unexpected! As I gazed at these fish, it slowly dawned on me that they were just as curious about me, and were staring at me quite intently.
Not what I had expected at all.
Now I wonder, just who or what is gazing down on me?
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December 10, 2007 at 3:45 am (Uncategorized)
Tags: despoilers, Mother Earth
When I go to the river, like to look at the tracks in the sand to see what else has been visiting. Sometimes I see where the ducks have walked, or the crows, maybe a kangaroo. Sometimes there are tracks unfamiliar to me. Today I saw the all- too- familiar tracks of homo sapiens. Empty beer bottles, plastic bags and plastic food wrapping left scattered about. Thoughtless arrogant behaviour. Typical of this species which has become a scourge on the Earth. The name homo sapiens is Latin for wise human. Isn’t that an oxymoron! The smoke from a bushfire hundreds of miles away fills the air, brought in on a southerly wind. Earlier this year, I was guided to paint a picture and the result shocked me to the core. It is titled “My Land Is Burning”. Is this the predictions of the Elders now coming about? Maybe this is the way to end the thoughtless arrogant treatment of Mother Earth.
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December 6, 2007 at 5:11 am (Uncategorized)
Tags: joy, seeds, sunflowers
There I was, many miles from home, sitting on a train travelling through suburbia, and feeling despair at the emptiness, the soul-lessness of the houses and ‘gardens’.
Then my spirits soared as I saw, in the front yard of a home, blooming away in cheerful randomness, gorgeous bright yellow sunflowers. Simple, honest, and they lifted me as no expensive landscaped contrived place ever could. And yes, there a little further along, another gardener has created a patch of sunshine amongst the drear. Aah, all is not lost.
Thank you to those who plant tiny seeds with the vision of what could be.
By following our hearts and planting our own seeds, we can spread joy in the same way. Simply, honestly.
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