I think, for today, I will not bemoan the continued drought with only 23% snowpack … A disaster.
Adopt the pace of nature… her secret is patience. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
Drawn years ago yet today, I feel it still.
A wrenching, a tearing away of the rotten, unwanted, disposable.
The fleeting sense of fear, of not wanting to come out, to be left as I am.
In some mysterious way,
this drawing relates to my current state of being. Teeth cut into shards, pulled from bones held deeply within is wrenching upon the unconscious mind.
Awakening, strangely addled. Bloody gauze, choking, aching in unknown places, rendered mute, tears streaming;
knowing SOMETHING happened while I wasn’t looking….
I find no words that express intimacy that isn’t….
And Spring arose on the garden fair,
Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on Earth’s dark breast
rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.
Today was a good day!
I am done with my dentist for awhile, fingers crossed-knock wood.
Removing the tooth shards and bone was easy given the nitrous oxide and numbing cream I was given. I think they like their patients compliant, of which I wasn’t when I arrived at 9am this morning.
Tonight I’m feeling relieved, needing to go to bed but wanting to post this crazy big stand of daffodils that volunteer to cheer everyone up each spring just as the work begins….
Nature is a lovely thing.
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning, a new arrival.
Welcome and entertain them all.
Meet them at the door laughing and let them in.
Each has been sent as a guide from beyond.
Be grateful for whoever comes.