This year we have a celebratory day and then a weekend of transition, and where I live it’s raining, another gift.
I’m with these words of Rumi as I absorb entry into receiving this bold and tender offering to begin.
What in your life is calling you, when all the noise is silenced, the meetings adjourned… the lists laid aside, and the wild iris blooms by itself in the dark forest… what still pulls on your soul?
What still pulls in my soul? I’m reminded of Rilke:
I want to beg you, as much as I can, dear sir, to be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves like locked rooms and like books that are written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer.
And for further guidance I lean into the breathing path of Thich Nhat Hanh!
In: Out – Deep: Slow – Calm: Ease – Smile: Release.
I light a candle, strike the flame in rocks, reflect the fire in stars.