Wind

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When I first created this website, I was inspired by the idea of finding peace on a windy day.  At the time, that meant that even when storms rage, you can find a place of calm and sanctuary within yourself, and use that to return to balance and joy.  Although that is all still true, lately I find that wind means so much more.

Wind is change.  It is transformation, inspiration, movement, magic.  It is what allows us to be lifted into the air, to soar the heights, to hear music and our loved ones’ laughter.  It is power.  It allows us to sweep away the past, and make room for the future.

And so “finding peace on a windy day” has taken on a different meaning for me.  The peace found on a windy day does not deny or ignore the wind, but rather it embraces it.  It uses the wind and all the powers of creativity and change that it represents.  This is the power of artists–to harness the wind, to use it to create something new, something beautiful, something full of joy.

So when the winds are raging in your own life, you do not need to fear them. Instead, let them inspire you to create something worthy of the artist within. See what you can do with that wind to create your own kind of magic, whether you call yourself an artist, a writer, a parent, a lover, a knitter, a sculpture, a dream-weaver.

We are all artists.  We all have windy days.  The greatest art is in allowing that wind to bring us new beginnings, and the possibility of creating greater peace and joy than we had previously imagined.

Unexpected Storms

Yesterday I dreamed of rain.  The air was thick with water, turning my desert home into a living memory of ancient oceans.  Clouds were thick on the mountains, covering the rocks and earth in a blanket of gray mist.  The rain was steady, undisturbed by wind, falling in sheets.  The sound of rain and distant thunder permeated everything–indoors it was felt as much as heard.

We learn to cherish rain in the desert, for we can see it for the gift it is.  We welcome its cool kiss, damp on our skin, the air washed clean.  We linger beneath the rain drops, breathing in air that is heavy with moisture.  We find sanctuary within unexpected storms.

But as suddenly as it began, the dream was over.  The clouds began to part and the birds to sing.  The light returned, clearer and brighter than before.  The air was still heavy, but now it sparkled.   The light, at first golden behind gray clouds, softened into tones of pink and purple.

We need rain to clear away the past.  We need storms so that in their aftermath we can see the light that surrounds us.  Within the half-light of these unexpected storms, we can find love where we never before thought to look, as rain falls all around us and even the wind rests.

It was a brief dream.  The hot desert air returned, with only the memory of rainfall left behind.  That is why, when the rain comes, we must open to the pleasures of the moment rather than wish them away.  For this is the reason we are here:  to learn how to accept the beauty that is offered to us, and to learn how to share that beauty with others.

Loving Now

Would you be happy?  Then love where you are now.  Not later.  Not yesterday.  Not if only something was different.  Now, as it is, in all its imperfect perfection.

Wherever you are, however you feel, there is something to love.  And when you focus on that, rather than on what you think is wrong, you allow your awareness of love and beauty to grow.

When we focus on the love and beauty that is in front of us, we stop sending our energy into the past or future.  We do our part and let the Universe do the rest.  We accept the abundance.  We get out of the way.

The future is not under our control.  But in this moment, we have a choice.  We can appreciate what is, or we can push it away.  What will you choose?

Trust love.  Know that all you have is all you need, and that if what you want does not appear, it is because something better will.  The shadows of the past and future are not real, but this moment is.  This moment is sacred.  Choose to fill it with love.

Sunflowers

How we do anything is how we do everything.

Do everything with love.

It is always a choice, and one that must be made again and again.  Others may not notice.  If they do, they may think that the choice to love, to be patient, to forgive, was easy–easier than battling, easier than fighting.  It is true that it gets easier.  But choosing to love is the path of heroes, not the path of least resistance.

Who we are is expressed in every single thing we do, in each moment of the night and day.  So often we forget who we are and instead react to what is around us–we meet impatience with impatience, anger with anger, rather than letting our true natures shine through.

Think of a sunflower–no matter what is going on around it, a sunflower takes in sunlight and water and turns it into beauty.  It does not bloom for some and not for others.  It shares what it is with everyone.  Be like a flower, spreading love and light–even to those who might not deserve it.  You will feel better, they will feel better, and moment by moment the world will grow in beauty and light.

Do you know someone like this?  My mother is my sunflower–warm and sunny even on a cloudy day.  You can be this way, too.  Just keep turning towards the light, the way a flower follows the sun.  See the clouds as an opportunity to shine, rather than an excuse to despair.  Act always from your true nature, your beauty, your kindness, your truth, and watch love grow around you.

Happy Birthday, Mom, and thank you for being a beacon of light in my life.  I love you.


Worthy

There is a reason many of us are unable to see how much we are loved, how much the universe supports us, how we are surrounded by beauty.  It is because we don’t think we deserve that much love, that much wonder.  How could we?  We are given every breath we take, we are given the freshness of a new morning, the taste of water, the stability of the earth beneath us.  Why should all this love be ours, what could we ever do to deserve it, and what could we ever give back?

And so we think it isn’t real, or isn’t good enough, or we rush off into a million distractions without appreciating the gift of the moment.  The truth is always with you.  The universe needs you as much as you need it.  You could not exist without sunlight, wind, water, earth; they could not exist without you.  You are precious.  You are irreplaceable.  You are part of the mystery, the dance, the magic.

You do not need to do anything to prove yourself worthy–you already are.  There is nothing you need to do or be.  Notice the love around you, appreciate the gifts you are given and give thanks for the beauty without and within.  Or don’t–they will still be there; truth will not change.  We give because it opens our hearts to more joy, we appreciate the world because it creates more joy and beauty.

This is who you are:  Loved.  Precious.  Infinite.  The more you let yourself relax into that knowledge, the more peace you will find.

Let the beauty you are be what you do.

See What You Want To See

It was windy earlier.  White rose and oleander petals are floating in the pool.  Birds are singing to the day, welcoming the promise of rain.  Behind their song, I hear a voice saying see what you want to see.  If you would find beauty, look for it.  If you would find love, open to it.  There is so much to love in the world–is that why we push it away?  Do we fear there is too much and it will overwhelm us?  It won’t.  Our hearts are great enough, if only we will trust them.

What do I love this morning?  White birds flying low across dark mountains.  A hummingbird flying close enough that I can hear its wings beating.  The half-light of a cloudy day.

It was windy earlier.  It will rain later.  But just now there is nothing but beauty.  The beauty was there before; it will be there later.  All we need do is decide to see it.

Embrace

Once you have truly seen something–seen into its heart and understood it–you can never not see it again.  It is always there, always whispering, always waiting.  It is the awakened Beloved.

Find the quiet beauty, the hidden perfection.  Let yourself be guided by truth.  How do you know when you are hearing the voice of truth?  It does not taste of fear.  It does not blame, reject, accuse.  It forgives.  It is kind.  It is the best in you, the best in others.  And it is always there, waiting for you to choose love over fear, hoping that you will listen.

So put all of your eggs in one basket.  Stop hedging your bets.  Act as though you trust the God you believe in.  Give your all to love, to light, to hope.  And remember:  your life is not yours to fix.  It is yours to embrace.

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