If you need a good stir to the belly, go stand under the tall fir trees. Hear the wind, wind itself (wind, wind ….don’t you love the wonderful strangeness of the English language?) through their long sturdy limbs.
Do you feel it stirring deep in your soul? Close your eyes and you’ll feel it. There it is, I can hear and feel in my memory. Even as a child the fir trees swaying behind my house always meant a good storm was coming and would wash away the old and tired, and I would wake up in the morning to a shiny and bright earth.
We often hear of winds of change. It’s best when those winds come in gentle and blow old attitudes and narrow thinking away and bring us into a cleaner, brighter and more expansive new future.
Bitter tired minds will say we live in a sad world. But not me. I say we are in days of positive change. Never has the world been so supportive of women, culture, ethnicity, religion. We have a long ways to go. But I feel the wind.
We must learn to live together as brothers, or perish together as fools.
Whether a country Builds Walls or Disallows More Immigration, it doesn’t Change The Fact that we Share This Planet Together. We are Neighbours even if there is a Ocean Separating Us. In My Completely Uneducated but Heartfelt Opinion, to be Nationalistic and Alienating other races as Less than Worthy or Putting Our Needs above the needs of other countries may Seem Good in the Beginning. But we all Need Each Other. It never works to Be Selfish. Putting our Needs First and Not Considering the Needs and Comfort of Others Never Works. One day we will have A Need. Invariably It Happens. We will need someone to Consider what we need. Put Our Needs in their hearts and minds. We can expect from others, how we have treated them. We can expect Tariffs. Fines. Denial of Support.
Our Forefathers of Democracy Had it Right. They wanted a Country where Differences are Tolerated. Compassion and Benefit of the Doubt were Bestowed Liberally.
Some Would Say that makes Us Patsies. Easily to Be Taken Advantage of. But if you Believe in Light Dispelling Darkness. And Good Trumps (Did I Use That Word?) Evil. Then we Must Have Courage to Live it. Make it An Action.
Hold Onto The Greater Good Mentality. Tolerate. Support. Show Grace. After all, this Country was Built on Christian Beliefs. We Believe that there is One Judge. And One Must be Accountable For Himself. Live the Truth. Let Others Live Their Truth. And Trust Your Creator to Do What’s Needed To Sort Out the Rest.
We all have Pivotal Points in Our Lives. A Big One happened For Me about Fifteen Years Ago. Prior to, I was Living Fairly Status Quo. Checking Off Lists. Doing the Right Things.
I Felt Dead Inside.
Nothing Reverberated. All of It was for Somebody Else. Their Idea of a Life Well Lived.
I No Longer could Tolerate the Feeling of Living Outside My Own Sphere of Individuality. So Bit by Bit. Painful Layer by Painful Layer I started to Shed My Old Ways.
I Started to Think for Myself. I Listened to My Heart. I Poured Over the Scriptures. I Spent Time on My Knees.
I Began to Live a Life that Made Sense to Me. I Changed My Actions to Fit with My Heart. I Realized No was an Important Word. I realized Just Because a Different Brain Than Mine Thought it, Did Not, by any means, Make It Right.
I Realized I was Ready to Be Wrong, but I Needed to Sort Things Out for Me. I was Willing to Fail, if it Meant to Learn. To Be Real. To Live My Truth, However Bloody and Scratched It Made Me.
That God would Honour My True Intention. Not to Wander From Him, but to Draw Nearer Through My Journey of Discovery.
Today, By No Means, Do I Have It Figured Out. But I can say, My Life is Something that Makes Sense to Me. Everything I Do Comes from my Own Convictions. My Own Aspirations. My Own Desires and Intentions.
Pivotal Points are Wonderful, albeit Scary When They Happen.
I sent this picture to a few of my favourite people. I said, ” what I want my heart to look like”. I found it SO interesting that that was my first thought when I looked at that picture. So my next question was, “What is it that you see when you look at this picture?” So from what I can see, here it is…
nothing is for show. someone entered the kitchen and took a picture because the sun rays were beaming in. the moment of stillness caught on film in a fraction of time. the brita drink container in its useful ugliness wasn’t even put away for a better shot.
it’s not fancy. nobody has tried to capture the perfection of pinterest in this kitchen. the drawers are melamine. the fabric under the sink is from a discount booth at a Walmart. but, in my heart, no “perfectly put together” and Italian marble could capture the essence of this kitchen.
all the things I love and matter to me are in this kitchen. sun rays. warmth. love of nature. comfort. sustenance. humility. beauty. safety. functionality. ease. and most of all, AUTHENTICITY. there’s also a beautiful aged chandelier adding a touch of glamour to the room.
So Yes, I want my heart to look like this kitchen on a summers day. The window is thrown open. Cats bask on the window sill. There’s onions ripening for a family dinner on the counter top. The unpretentious brita jug is in plain view. There’s a touch of glamour in the chandelier adding a touch of celebration to its function. a little indescript clock is marking time.
There’s a chair waiting in the dining nook for you, my friend.