A couple of weeks ago I noticed water in the pond wasn’t moving in gale force winds. I walked over to investigate. The pond was icing over. I watched for a long time, trying to catch ice crystals forming. Like all magic tricks, I couldn’t catch it happening. Transformation everywhere; little miracles on the periphery of attention.
November asks us to learn “to live peacefully in the cold and silence. It’s said that in such a place certain revelations may be discovered. That what the spirit reaches for may be eventually felt, if not exactly understood.” Mary Oliver
Sometimes I want to hold on to a moment, other times I hurry through the moments. It’s hard to welcome and release each moment; to be fully present. Recently I learned about the Welcoming Prayer by Father Thomas Keating and have been practicing it each morning.
Welcome, welcome, welcome.
I welcome everything that comes to me today
because I know it’s for my healing.
I welcome all thoughts, feelings, emotions, persons,
situations, and conditions.
I let go of my desire for power and control.
I let go of my desire for affection, esteem,
approval and pleasure.
I let go of my desire for survival and security.
I let go of my desire to change any situation,
condition, person or myself.
I open to the love and presence of God and
God’s action within. Amen.
A moment ago hill and vale were alive with crimson and gold. The next moment begins. Welcome prayer helps me ease into the harder beauty of November. A beautiful, simple and very, very hard prayer. Welcome Monday, welcome new week, welcome cold and snow, welcome dark days.
Win or lose today thanks to all candidates who ran for election. You’ve sacrificed comfort, pleasures, dinner at home with your family to be out on the campaign trail, working to make our democracy a more perfect union. Thank you for your effort and sacrifice.
Trusting those who do get elected will work hard, even compromise to make our city, state and country better!
Embracing life and all of it’s experiences, this blog celebrates the daily wonders and absurdities of life.
I live in the Heartland with Prince Charming in a cottage on a winding, tree-shaded lane. It’s as close to happily ever-after as I ever thought possible.
And yet some days, unless I remind myself of all that I have to be grateful for, I can get a little crabby. This blog is a weekly gratitude journal. And hopefully reminds you too of all that is wonderful and worth at least a smile in your own life.