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Seeds

Word seeds(harvest)

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The Hopi people say everyone has always wanted to love a seed. I have found nothing more satisfying than that tender push upward of new life. In the spring I notice these cycles, and pose to my heart some queries.  How am I aware of the new seeds pushing outward? What are the seeds I am planting in my thoughts, my gestures? How am I experiencing the world? How is my atmosphere experiencing me?  What am I thinking, saying, feeling? It's of importance to Nature what we are giving and what's being given...

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Tonight I found a snail on the pavement and picked him up.  It took some effort. He had been nearly crushed and his shell lay next to him in pieces – most of it scattered somewhere I couldn't see, and I felt this heart break as I thought, 'there is nothing more important than doing the right thing by him.' This relative who is sensitive to the environment, so sensitive in fact he will only live in an environment that can support life. I thought nothing but 'find some green leaves' and wondered as I saw his silver trail, 'what's the right thing to do?' I decided earth burial and placed him under the hawthorn tree...

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What will I harbor now?

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[embed width="600"]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i0XBXJjoXJ4[/embed] What is a harbor A safe harbor, a place where you can relax as you never have before. A place where words mean something where speaking makes a bridge, a way for us to reach one another.  Angeles used to say sometimes we need to over communicate in order to create a field of safety.  There are a number of ways we can contribute to our own and others' safety. She also stated that too much spaciousness and not enough spaciousness create fields of unsafety...

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"Two geese at peace," featured image for "Let the Rains Come" by Char Sundust

Let the Rains Come

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Today the rain came down like seeds - on the houseboat - tiny seeds breaking open over the lake, the trees. The kestrel making his morning motions overhead. breaking over black crows, cormorants and mergansers. Families of wood ducks & the steady stream of cars - The purifying, cleansing rain cool - sweet water - filling the house with delicious sound.  I love this symphonic morning I was wondering if that's why so many people love this final resting place before the next world of Canada. I wonder if we yearn for the rain, the pure tenderness, the wonder and dangers of what it means to be cleansed. Being cleansed is always a relief - it takes time and care - a force of attention and consciousness - respect.  It's important we clear away whatever we no longer need to become refreshed and clean to clean it up in order to clear a way and remember what we, and how come we, are letting go.  What does it mean to clear it up - to allow those drops of rain to carry away the hurts and haunts of the heart and spirit? It means we reflect, we become aware of our own participation in what hurts or undermines us We reflect on our behavior and what we can do differently in the future. And then we wash the rest away.  We allow that Power so much greater than ourselves to give us back to ourselves.  refreshment regeneration - happens in contemplation   Not so much in "where have I let others down?" (Although that's a part of it) But "Where have I let myself down? (Self abandonment) which ends up catching. And the need for amends multiplies the more we set aside our own needs...

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