Nov 02, 2006 19:42
NORMAL DAY, LET me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. Let me hold you while I may, for it may not always be so. One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in the pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return.
Mary Jean Iron
Dear Heron Dancers,
Last night as I was sorting through six years of files and letters I came across many quotes and poems most of them were reminders to surrender. Others told me to relax the fight between who I am and who I still try to become. It made me say out loud a phrase my kids use a lot, Its all good Mom.
Lately I have been really allowing myself be with whatever "bubbles up" in me, not trying to do anything. Trusting the experience and myself. These words by Balbir Mathur, the founder of Trees for Life, keep coming to mind.
The boat I travel in is called Surrender. My two oars are instant forgiveness and gratitude complete gratitude for the gift of life. I am thankful for the experience of this life, for the opportunity to dance. I get angry, I get mad, but as soon as I remind myself to put my oars in the water, I forgive.
I serve. I do the dance I must. I plant trees, but I am not the doer of this work. I am the facilitator, the instrument. I am one part of the symphony. I know there is an overall scheme to this symphony that I cannot understand. In some way, we are each playing our own part. It is not for me to judge or criticize the life or work of another. All I know is that this is my dance. I would plant trees today even if I knew for a certainty that the world would end tomorrow.
Balbir Mathur, from a Heron Dance interview, Issue 11