May 11, 2020
I hope the past weekend was kind to you. I hope today wasn’t too much Monday for you. I hope this evening you find rest and feel restored. I hope something makes you laugh. I hope something makes you take a deep breath and hold it in because it’s too wonderful to ignore. I hope you pass a child or god or cat and smile. I hope you see some wild thing and are reminded that you too are free to run and play. I hope that as you gather the remnants of the day, you gather yourself gently and with kindness. I hope you count the stars and galaxies above your head and are reminded of just how small you are and yet how incredibly enough you are for you are made of the same dust.
I came across this poem recently and think it wonderfully wise….This is my encouragement to you today: Sit among the trees…listen to the birds sing…rest and restore…There’s a long week ahead of us yet…
When I Am Among the Trees by Mary Oliver
When I am among the trees,
especially the willows and the honey locust,
equally the beech, the oaks and the pines,
they give off such hints of gladness.
I would almost say that they save me, and daily.
I am so distant from the hope of myself,
in which I have goodness, and discernment,
and never hurry through the world
but walk slowly, and bow often.
Around me the trees stir in their leaves
and call out, “Stay awhile.”
The light flows from their branches.
And they call again, “It’s simple,” they say,
“and you too have come
into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled
with light, and to shine.”
Love and Light!