I went to sleep last night absorbed in the luxuriant, bright green moss I saw during the day, absorbed in its clinging to and reaching out from rocks and trees.

I was also with the creek, its soft flow in some places and more wildly in others.

One of my grandson’s favorite books right now is “We’re Going on a Bear Hunt”.  If you know it, you know that you “can’t go over it” and “you can’t go under it, “ but you can go “through it”.

And so, we travel through, not going over or under, but gently and courageously moving through like moss on rocks and trees and water flowing in creeks.

Today I had a doctor appointment at 9:30 which meant I had to deal with a 7.9 tide at 9.  I left early and when I returned my freeway exit was underwater and closed so I went to the next one which I thought would be clear but wasn’t. I creeped through rivers of water.  It was a little scary but though I got home I also had two necessary appointments so had to go out again. 

I went up the mountain and around, and then between the two appointments went to the Mill Valley Library rather than coming back home.  What a treat to be in the library in the rain, or anytime. It was filled with happy people, computers, and books: a shrine. 

Seats upstairs were full so I went downstairs and found a comfy chair right by and angled to look out the almost floor to ceiling window. Heat swelled up through the vent at my feet. I overlooked the now full and rushing creek and trees. 

Occasionally children’s voices tilted and lilted like tiny lights. Communion! Warmth! Gratitude!

Society doing what it does best. A library – a gift!

I type in the new date, this new year, and I feel like I’m in a spaceship, a time machine.  I never imagined I’d be living in this year.  What a gift, and of course the earth is our own beautiful spaceship spinning the years and seasons.

I notice that already there’s more light, more at night and more in the morning.

We’re spinning Delight!

We’ve had rain like the old days.  Our road river returned and now there’s a sunny day of absorption and reception.

I go outside, surrounded by a concert of twittering and tweeting.  I hear the rushing creek.

It’s a new year!  Celebrate!

I’m listening to the sounds of rain, grateful, though it means a neighbor’s beloved oak tree fell yesterday.  The photos show a soft fall as though the tree simply paused in overseeing and came down to gentle rest.  That’s how I view this day.  The rain is cleansing and watering my roots, as I pause, and reaching horizontally rather than vertically allow my path to rest.

It is only with total humility and in absolute stillness of mind that we can know what indeed we are.

– Wei Wu Wei

We enjoyed a beautiful holiday celebration and then I caught this respiratory cold that’s circulating around so today is a quiet day, a day of stillness and rest.  I have no expectation which is a lovely and freeing place to be.

The release of expectation is motivated by and supported by these words of Shunryu Suzuki:

When we do not expect anything, we can be ourselves. That is our way, to live fully in each moment of time. This practice continues forever.

I’m also resonating and sinking into these words of Br. David Steindl-Rast:

May you grow still enough to hear the small noises earth makes in preparing for the long sleep of winter, so that you yourself may grow calm and grounded deep within.

While some are caught in snow, others nestle inside.

It’s a time to gather and twine as we sink more tenderly, deeply, and clearly within.

Marion Woodman: 

If we could allow the pace of our meetings to slow down to the pace of our hearts, we might find genuine understanding.

I’m making cookies with mint.  I thought mint might be too strong a taste for my three year old grandson  but he is clear and announces: I like mint!  That he knows because he had his first candy cane this year.  

Because he celebrates Hanukkah and Christmas, he informs me today “I have a lot of toys.”  That announcement occurs before this year’s Christmas gifts and Santa’s slide down the chimney.

I think of giving and how we want to give and this little fellow has a multitude of people who want to give to him, and so he learns to give and receive.  He tells me excitedly that he has gifts to bring to our Christmas celebration, specially chosen gifts to  give.  I know he was included in the shopping, choosing and wrapping.

Our family celebrates two days, Christmas Eve and Christmas day, and as I pause to meditate on the returning light and the joy of the season, I give thanks.  May this new year bring sweetness and tenderness to All even as we understand that includes speaking out and working for what we know is right for the planet and ourselves, all One!