I hadn't realized how fatigued I was until I placed my body against the soft moss and lush grass. The coolness of sparkling dew felt like a thousand kisses on my shoulders. I was surrounded by midnight desert under a blood-plum sky, heavy with stars. The wind was tired, also; blowing less frequently in an amicable sway of song.
"This is a dream," I realized. "But I am safe." I quietly proclaimed.
There was so much talk of animals in my waking life yesterday. I assumed, even in a delightfully sleepy haze, this vision was a call to nature. After all the writing about bewildered tigers, me feeling like a scared animal when kindness approached and ultimately sniffing out the peaceful content of connectedness, I can see how an inspiration of invigorating refuge would tuck into my sleep.
When bright rays kindly whispered good morning, I woke with a sense of renewal. I thought about pets and animals and friends all at once, with one eye still shut tight and curls falling over my face. Then I thought of the mountains. Oh, how I love the mountains. And there was a random thought of Francis of Assisi tossed in the mix. I think about all the Saints most of the time, I guess.
Anyway, I went about my morning; coffee, oatmeal, chatting with my son and humming along with him about the day ahead. I went upstairs and sat on my bed. I opened a pretty wooden box and drew from Chrysalis for daily meditation/creativity.
I pulled The Sun:
Even though He's got a tear due to many of us not having our priorities straight (beating up Gaia, obsessing over possessions, falling in line with dogma) He was giving me "the good stuff." He was looking back at my smile. He said, "Let's do this today. Let's embrace nature with your touch and your open eyes and all the loving memories you hold of how the world has loved you when you were not even looking or asking for it."
Again, I thought of Francis of Assisi and one friend making a sweet suggestion of how it would be beneficial for my little boy to have a puppy. I thought about the first thing I saw when I signed on Facebook this morning, which was another friend speaking of the miracle of unconditional love between humans and pets/animals. I thought of my road trip to Nevada when I was in my late teens and experiencing, for the first time, the majestic power of the mountains. Come to think of it, I saw many natural wonders on that trip; vultures feeding in the open, Native Americans selling jewelry on the side of the Interstate, children riding horseback just for fun...glorious.
I sat down at the computer and looked up St. Francis of Assasi. After reading through all the general information of which I was already kind of familiar, I came across a prayer (song), "The Canticle of the Sun." Even if you do not subscribe to calling the higher Source or Power of the Universe "God" or "Lord," or anything of that connotation, you can clearly see the adoration in the lyrics of the Elements and the grace and glory nature produces -- not just for us to behold, but within us.
We truly are connected -- all of us, to all of life.
At that moment, I felt love. All of that wonder is part of me. I kept gazing at the card I picked by chance; this handsome sun. I could hear a tune in my head. It was "Colours" by Donovan. ( I prefer this version with Joan Baez.) It was just the first line that I remembered. "Yellow is the color of my true love's hair..."
I played it and I remembered learning to fish and the pure joy of my first catch. I thought about finally getting over a fear of diving off the boat in the middle of Lake Michigan, embracing its depth. I thought about jogging along the The River Siene in Paris. I imagined the crackle of fires and warm blankets in the woods. I thought about picking up leaves on an ordinary walk to the supermarket.
I thought of every element of life I have yet to embrace. I envisioned myself in a natural, optimistic state; happy, fulfilled, growing.
And then, with a second sign-in to Facebook, I saw a post from Curanderismo, The Healing Art of Mexico and I felt this was a peaceful nod to my train of thought.
Please embrace the Sun today, even if His tear is raining on your city. Wherever you are, you are part of all of creation. You are part of life. You are part of me.
And you are so very loved.
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