Our lives are changing as the world around us changes.
My inner life is often reflected in changes in my surroundings.
This metaphoric reflection is what I have always known…
Yesterday in class I read a piece about fear.
It was honest.
I talked about overcoming trauma and read about releasing past traumatic times. In recent conversations with others I am very aware how past trauma may rise up out of these difficult times.
And so I make a choice to be even more vulnerable in the groups I teach.
I have always believed that the best way to teach is by example.
As I move deeper into where our world is going, I embrace how honesty is a healing path.
I may have surprised some with my honesty, I don’t know.
I do know that we need safe places for this honesty more than ever.
My writing sword can be a sharp one. Sometimes that is exactly what is needed.
There are deep moves growing in my life.
I have been redoing my yard and it will look very different by the time I am done. I have heavy stumps from a tree that was torn out during a mini tornado burst, years ago. I have a peach tree that is dying.
My inward growing time are always reflected, metaphorically, in my outward expressions.
I have areas that want to be reclaimed.
My birds are now abundant and varied.
When I first began to shelter in place I invited them to come.
I put food in a plastic tray. I gave them a safe place to dwell.
They are comfortable with me.
I learn a lot from these winged friends.
Many changes are happening, both internally and externally.
I continue to watch and ponder.
And now, I am thinking of altering the blue bottle pathway.
If you know me well, you know that this blue bottle pathway was created back during the time I struggled so with the eye episode.
This pathway was created was over a period of years where my sight was greatly in danger.
It is a pathway that I built on my knees, amongst tears and dirt.
It has been the signature of my back yard and my life.
And now, I am considering altering it a bit. I will keep some of the cobalt blue bottles intact and replace other areas with massive tree stumps.
I don’t exactly know what “the new” will look like but instead of a pathway of all cobalt blue glass, I am adding tree stumps. Massive, uprooted and replanted in new places.
This is happening in my external life. I understand how, in a metaphorical manner, my yard mirrors my new life rising up from within the very depths of my being.
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