Notice
and Give Thanks
“The
clouds above us join and separate,
The
breeze in the courtyard leaves and returns.
Life
is like that, so why not relax?
Who
can stop us from celebrating?”
Lu
Yu
After
a solid week of blistering heat, this morning is a balmy 78 degrees.
A breeze is jingling the wind-chimes as the August sun peeks above
the treeline. I notice and give thanks. Better enjoy this while I
can.
Yesterday,
as my son and I drove down the expressway, he pointed to ship-shaped
clouds in a perfect row across Birmingham's skyline like sailboats in
a regatta. Big, puffy, cumulonimbus clouds bunched against the
western horizon, framed by cerulean blue sky. The raindrops they held
evaporated before they reached the parched earth, but I felt grateful
that my son noticed the beauty of the sky.
An
important part of living a spiritual life is seeing oneself as
native. I am part of this beautiful morning with leaves dancing to
the music of wind and chimes. I am part of this beautiful earth. I
am not simply an inhabitant on a particular planet in this solar
system. I sprang from its very ground, just as did the trees and
grass. I am one with it all and you are one with it all. Notice and
give thanks.
In
the Spirit,
Jane
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