Font of Healing

We woke to a soft dusting of snow on the ground here in northwest Montana… and the sweetest flakes falling softly.  It felt like a benediction.  A cleansing. A layering of love. A pure foundation for the solitude and silence that will prevail today.  Time for reflection of all those precious blessings of beauty, love, nature’s embrace and spring unfolding that surround us so abundantly in these uncertain times.

I feel their strength and honor the gifts.

I will take in no media today to better deepen into this…

“We live, in fact, in a world starved for solitude, silence, and privacy.”

-C.S. Lewis

“Solitude is for me a font of healing which makes my life worth living. Talking is often a torment for me, and I need many days of silence to recover from the futility of words.”

-Carl Jung

May our world and the earth be healed.

The Lifeline to All That is Real

“…I feel that the world is mine again, as if I’m privy to the special secret that evades so many people because they’ve unintentionally used concrete or a million other barriers to separate themselves from the truth; that the tall, slender trees beside me and the spongy soil beneath my boots are the lifeline to all that is real, all that sustains-all that matters.”

-Christine Carbo (from A Sharp Solitude)

The Perfect Love of Spring

Spring by Mary Oliver

“Somewhere a black bear has just risen from sleep and is staring

down the mountain. All night in the brisk and shallow restlessness of early spring

I think of her, her four black fists flicking the gravel, her tongue

like a red fire touching the grass, the cold water. There is only one question:

how to love this world. I think of her rising like a black and leafy ledge

to sharpen her claws against the silence of the trees. Whatever else

my life is with its poems and its music and its glass cities,

it it also this dazzling darkness coming down the mountain, breathing and tasting:

all day I think of her – her white teeth, her wordlessness, her perfect love.”

-Mary Oliver

Let Self Isolation Bring You to the Forest

“Get some fresh air, some vitamin D on your face, your arms, legs and spine.
Get to know your local and abundant wild edible and medicinal weeds.
Explore your landscape, learn about you within that place.
Let self isolation bring you to the forest, hill, meadow, ocean, parkland or river.
Let its goodness feed your heart.
Journal, draw, create ritual, laugh, climb, swim, rest, sing or scream in these places; letting them hold you, as therapist, friend and ally.
Nature has your back, let it come to you.”

-Brigit Anna McNeill

And the People Stayed Home

These words by Kitty O’Meara resonated with me deeply.  Kitty has a blog called “The Daily Round”: https://the-daily-round.com/

“And the people stayed home. And read books, and listened, and rested, and exercised, and made art, and played games, and learned new ways of being, and were still. And listened more deeply. Some meditated, some prayed, some danced. Some met their shadows. And the people began to think differently.
“And the people healed. And, in the absence of people living in ignorant, dangerous, mindless, and heartless ways, the earth began to heal.
And when the danger passed, and the people joined together again, they grieved their losses, and made new choices, and dreamed new images, and created new ways to live and heal the earth fully, as they had been healed.”

-Kitty O’Meara

 

Yes There is Fear

These are lovely, real, and needed words right now.  Written by Brother Richard (Richard Hendrick), it’s called Lockdown.

“Yes there is fear.
Yes there is isolation.
Yes there is panic buying.
Yes there is sickness.
Yes there is even death.
But,
They say that in Wuhan
after so many years of noise
You can hear the birds again.

They say that after just a few weeks of quiet
The sky is no longer thick with fumes
But blue and grey and clear.
They say that in the streets of Assisi
People are singing to each other across the empty squares, keeping their windows open
so that those who are alone may hear
the sounds of family around them.
They say that a hotel in the West of Ireland
Is offering free meals and delivery to the housebound.
Today a young woman I know is busy spreading fliers with her number through the neighbourhood
So that the elders may have someone to call on.
Today Churches, Synagogues, Mosques and Temples are preparing to welcome and shelter the homeless, the sick, the weary
All over the world people are slowing down and reflecting
All over the world people are looking at their neighbours in a new way
All over the world people are waking up to a new reality
To how big we really are.
To how little control we really have.
To what really matters.
To Love.
So we pray and we remember that
Yes there is fear. But there does not have to be hate.
Yes there is isolation. But there does not have to be loneliness.
Yes there is panic buying. But there does not have to be meanness.
Yes there is sickness.But there does not have to be disease of the soul.
Yes there is even death. But there can always be a rebirth of love.
Wake to the choices you make as to how to live now.
Today, breathe.
Listen, behind the factory noises of your panic
The birds are singing again
The sky is clearing,
Spring is coming, And we are always
encompassed by Love.
Open the windows of your soul And though you may not be able to touch across the empty square, Sing. ”

-Richard Hendrick (Brother Richard)

Today, breathe, reach out, slow down, reflect, do what you can, realize what really matters, treasure your home and those in it, and take care of yourself and each other.

*I don’t usually explain the pictures  that pair with my posts and quotes – there’s always a reason, some more obvious that others! In this case though, I wanted to share the meaning of the photo to me.

The shadow is mine appearing on the snow in the photo  and to me represents not living in shadow but in the light – and those little trees that are puncturing my heart chakra and third eye speak to me of  being broken open by the outer events of the world, growing through it as best as I can, while being completely present and literally and figuratively solidly at home.  And the image at the top is that home that I so treasure.

Two Breaths

From the introduction page to Mark Nepo’s Seven Thousand Ways to Listen:

“At a gathering in San Francisco, I met Marco, a careful and patient photographer from Santa Clara. When asked what surprised him during the last year, his voice began to quiver. He’d witnessed two breaths that had changed his life. His daughter’s first breath. Then his mother’s last breath. As his daughter inhaled the world, it seemed to awaken her soul on Earth. As his mother exhaled her years, it seemed to free her soul of the world. These two breaths jarred Marco to live more openly and honestly. He took these two breaths into his own daily breathing and quickly saw their common presence in everyone’s breathing. Is it possible that, with each inhalation, we take in the world and awaken our soul? And with each exhalation, do we free ourselves of the world, which inevitably entangles us? Is this how we fill up and empty a hundred times a day, always seeking the gift of the two breaths? Perhaps this is the work of being.”

 

Overwhelmed By a Ray of Sunlight

“I was born to walk the Earth, experience the amazing beauty of this planet, and witness the splendor and magic of all things—to be overwhelmed by a ray of sunlight, touched by an encounter with a frog, mystified by the texture of a rock wall.

I was born to splash through the creeks, sing through the canyons, laugh with the squirrels, just as I did as a small child in the woods behind our family’s home.

I was born to be a kid, and not take life too seriously, or get sidetracked by a career, a project, or anything that ties me down to the life of bills, shiny new toys, status, and pavement.”

-Scott Stillman

Purified, Cleansed and Reborn

 

“Sit in the forest long enough and you begin to see through animal eyes. the fog of mindlessness starts to clear and thoughts flow away like water cascading down the mountainsides into the valleys, soaking down into the soil, deep into the earth, to be purified, cleansed, and reborn back into the world. Now you are free.”

-Scott Stillman

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