today I am like sky
\nsunshine
\nand clouds
\nbeauty and light
\nmixing
\nbriefly covered
\nin
\nlumps of grey<\/p>\n
today I am like air
\nsoft and soothing
\nlightly scented,
\nfresh
\nthen cool and
\nshiverous<\/p>\n
today I am like tree
\nrooted and strong
\nstanding in sun
\ndelicate breezes
\ntickling my skin
\nhint
\nof a scowl<\/p>\n
fear of losing one’s blossoms
\nthen tossing them
\nrecklessly
\nlike pinkish white
\nconfetti<\/p>\n
today I am like fern
\nlush and feathery
\nvibrant
\nor curled up tight
\nprotected in
\nbud
\nyet to unfurl<\/p>\n
today I am like sky …. \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0these are my thoughts this morning, as I stand in my favourite spot in the garden, face to the sun. My arms are not outstretched, not raised up. \u00a0 Instead they are crossed over my body. \u00a0Protecting me? \u00a0Keeping me safe, perhaps? \u00a0Or possibly giving myself a much needed embrace.
\nI try hard to always stay conscious of my moods, to not ‘indulge’ myself too much in my greyness, (out of need for affection, when we are at our least affectionate). \u00a0That is not say I deny these feelings when they come, it is more that I try to ride the waves that flow and not to fight against a current. \u00a0In my sometimes feeble attempts to stay on my board, and often when necessary\u00a0… \u00a0 to just float.
\nI am looking to the sky, for comfort. \u00a0I can see the sun shining, the gorgeous blue backdrop, the slow sailing clouds. \u00a0I see a bird gracefully soaring. \u00a0 As I watch closely to identify this beautiful being, \u00a0a bug abruptly hurls itself, kamikaze like, \u00a0right into my eye! \u00a0When I regain my sight, of course the bird is nowhere to be seen, and suddenly it feels as if something small is biting my ankle!
\nMy sun worship has been broken, and once again the clouds move in.
\nI turn my face now to tree, \u00a0there he stands looking at me with those eyes. \u00a0Is that a scowl? An angry face? Or is he perhaps now mirroring me? \u00a0Just over my shoulder, my lovely crab apple still holds a few blossoms, and I think of how disappointing that the rain and wind have greatly shortened my enjoyment of her, \u00a0at her loveliest. \u00a0 I look again to tree. \u00a0Maybe those eyebrows are questioning. \u00a0Is crab apple any less beautiful as she dances with wind and sprinkles me in lovely pink and white confetti from her blossoms? \u00a0Perhaps, she knows, \u00a0it is her time \u00a0 … \u00a0to let go.
\nI know how to find my comfort, to be kind, not only to others, but yes, also to
\nmyself. \u00a0And just when, this is very, very necessary.
\nMy salve today,
\nis to be here,
\nin my garden,
\nin the quietness of nature,
\nin the beauty of things I love.
\nmy pond, with the tiny emerging tadpoles.
\nthe birds,
\nsinging songs of Love
\ngorgeously plump bumblebees
\nbumbling about,
\nand there’s toad,
\nquietly beautifying
\nhis spot
\nthe flowers,
\ndressed to the nine’s
\ngraciously adorning
\nmy rough edges<\/p>\n
quietly I walk
\nand breathe
\ndeeply
\nsmiling
\non the inside<\/p>\n
today I am like sky
\nsunshine and clouds
\nbeauty and light
\nbriefly
\ncovered
\nin grey<\/p>\n
but<\/p>\n
vast
\nand
\nopen
\nalways<\/p>\n
and that’s ok. \u2665<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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