Returning to connection after feeling a sense of being scattered and in disarray in the initial stages of these uncertain times...
I find myself sitting in my garden in a fragmented state of being, feeling the intensity of the energy of this Coronavirus pandemonium. Such upheaval, such imbalance. Out of sync. Trying to make sense of it all.
The leaves are still falling when their cycle comes around, fresh new shoots releasing them and the wind still lifting them as if in play, giving them wings as they drift to the ground.
The lizards are scuttling for cover as the butcher bird prepares to strike.
The green ants, seemingly oblivious to the woes of the gigantic world around them... intent on the one goal of the moment as they build, drawing leaves together in the intricate layers of the architecture of their nest.
Their life goes on as it always has, yesterday, today and tomorrow. All things just being in their simplicity. No other purpose but to be who they are ... and they do it and reflect it so very well.
The peewee noisily struts across the grass with eagle eyes peeled for that careless worm whose cover is exposed. The worm's demise is hearty sustenance for a hungry chick, the Willie Wagtail precisely picking bugs out of the air with amazingly snapping accuracy. Everything, in some way, is there for something else.
Everything so intricately interwoven. All things cohesive, working as one, all in balance, and that, seemingly being their purpose.
The bee, so busy in its quest for nectar, diving into the opened heart of welcoming flowers whose future lives are insured by the bee's returned favour of pollinating neighbouring plant life.
The scurrying and scuttling of beetles in damp soil, turning it over, aerating it in order for roots to breathe. The seedlings peering out from upturned earth as they awaken and reach for the light. The light, the warmth from their provider of life, the sun. The sun in its steadfast, unwavering outpouring of life.
And all this is happening in 'their' world, untouched by what is taking place in 'our' world, yet it's the same world ... Maybe there is something to be learned from this.
2020. A 2 and another 2 and their sum equals 4. A time to reflect on how things have worked for us so far and ask do we repeat again or start afresh? A year to learn from the reflections that nature’s rhythms present to us and perhaps will show us the possibilities for building deeper foundations for forging a greater insight into our process of evolution.
All these things reflecting to us the steadiness and settlement in just being who we really are and perhaps that’s all we indeed need to be and bring to others.
Not to falter and let forces enter and steer us away from what is true. To walk who we are, where we are, with unwavering purpose. Allow whatever is happening around us that is not of harmony, to happen, as it unfolds, without letting it enter in to us. Hold strong, as we are held in the strength and love of our immense, enfolding, divine, holding space.
Ann K., Australia
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