We can all agree that 2020 has been like no other year we can remember. As I acknowledge the many blessings in my life of friends like you, family, a warm cottage, nourishing food and the spaciousness of prayer, I also realize it is time to be grateful for the things that appear to be stumbling blocks on the path.
Although boulders may present themselves, whether small problems or large, we often take the approach of hoping to remove them by magic, more prayers, ruthless action or denial. It is usually the case that none of these is the solution. We seem determined to accomplish a certain outcome, by hook or crook. However, it may be that we have profound lessons to learn from the apparently unfortunate incident or ongoing situation. The divine has many ways of speaking to us and providing grist for the mill as they say, to propel us to a higher walk and a deeper understanding.
Acceptance of all that comes our way, no matter our preferences, may seem a passive act but is in reality an assertion that we are being watched over from heavenly realms – and that we are not in charge of everything! Accepting all the gifts we are given, whether we view them as good or bad, is the direction we will ultimately find most rewarding. It has oft been said that what you resist persists. Going forward then requires welcoming those unexpected packages that land on our doorsteps, listening with the heart to a rhythm new and yet to be learned, and finding the peace and faithfulness to keep moving forward.
Happy Thanksgiving 2020 to my Blog readers. May you find joy in every step!
Considering all that is taking place upon the earth right now, it is reasonable to imagine taking off for heaven, although I am NOT recommending it. There is work to do right here, shifting with new and unfamiliar energies and holding on to our hats. What about the idea of bringing heaven to earth instead?
I posted about Hope a few weeks ago, but we seem to have entered an entirely new chapter of this mystery novel called 2020. We are on a road going forward and there is really no other direction to take other than off into the wilderness. That feels like a great option at times, but we know better. I’m talking about the bigger picture here.
I know I post about bunnies a lot. They’ve become a symbol for my creativity and a friendly reminder from the universe. My blog is titled Winks and Wisdom, but sometimes I think I should change it to Bunny Tales.
Yesterday I had the blessed opportunity to spend time among some pine trees. Although the wind was blustery, the pine trees stood strong and brought me back to a more heart-centered sense of peace. I’ve always been drawn to areas where these wonderful trees are found. Today I thought I’d look into the spiritual symbolism.
I woke up this morning dreaming of a beach scene kind of like this. I’ve borrowed this photo from a dear friend who lives in Hawaii. In the dream, I was riding on a bus to destination unknown. At a given moment, the bus stopped and parked on a grassy plateau. I turned around in my back-of-the-bus seat and saw a wide expanse through the window. My eyes were resting on that serene and cloudless scene when I awoke.