Listen to what is true.
Listen to the beat of your own Sacred Heart.
Remember it. Take refuge there.
Renewal comes in cycles.
As Spring approaches we are given the opportunity to come out from under Winter’s cloak, shake off the quiet slumber and choose again. Choose again the direction that our beating Sacred Heart whispers to us to follow. Listen.
Anahata Yantra carving on watercolor paper.
Things seen and unseen, known and unknown
What is shown and what is hidden
And the medicine of time and readiness.
This October Full Moon has me straining Rose petal tincture and contemplating our cycles of hiding. We are continuously changing, whether we truly notice it or not, and at times these changes bring us into the light while other times we’d rather stay in the shadows. Neither is good or bad but simply the different seasons of our souls.
“HIDING is a way of staying alive. Hiding is a way of holding ourselves until we are ready to come into the light. Hiding is one of the brilliant and virtuoso practices of almost every part of the natural world.
Hiding is underestimated. Hiding done properly is the internal faithful promise for a proper future emergence. What is real is almost always to begin with, hidden, and does not want to be understood by the part of our mind that mistakenly thinks it knows what is happening. What is precious inside us does not care to be known by the mind in ways that diminish its presence.
Hiding is creative, necessary and beautifully subversive of outside interference and control. Hiding leaves life to itself, to become more of itself. Hiding is the radical independence necessary for our emergence into the light of a proper human future.”
Excerpted from “Hiding” in Consolations: The Solace, Nourishment and Underlying Meaning of Everyday Words by David Whyte
Art via Pinterest
Listening to the beat within and diving deeper into the pulse of all the things. Observing November’s rhythm – which is calling for new eyes to notice all the shifting altars.
“What is saving my life now is the conviction that there is no spiritual treasure to be found apart from the bodily experiences of human life on earth. My life depends on engaging the most ordinary physical activities with the most exquisite attention I can give them. My life depends on ignoring all touted distinctions between the secular and the sacred, the physical and the spiritual, the body and the soul. What is saving my life now is becoming more fully human, trusting that there is no way to God apart from real life in the real world.”
~ Barbara Brown Taylor, An Altar in the World: A Geography of Faith
Hello October, I’m so excited to see you again….
“Pale amber sunlight falls across
The reddening October trees,
That hardly sway before a breeze
As soft as summer: summer’s loss
Seems little, dear! on days like these.
Let misty autumn be our part!
The twilight of the year is sweet:
Where shadow and the darkness meet…
A little while and night shall come,
A little while, then, let us dream.”
~ Ernest Dowson, Autumnal
It’s no secret that Fall is my favorite season, to me it feels like a kind of New Year. A shift that allows change big and small; that brings new energy after the summer’s heat. This seasonal energy is deep and profound, and every year invites a different understanding of myself as I dig deeper and deeper into the shadows.
“I think of the trees and how simply they let go… learning to lose in order to recover.” ~ May Sarton