I just got back from the most life changing opportunity I have ever had. I have been drawn to do a shamanic journey for about 6 years. It’s an intense journey, and one never knows what to expect. I met incredible people who I now consider family members who give nothing but unconditional love. Never before in my life have I been gifted so much by so many who I don’t even know. We thought, felt and breathed as one.
After my last night and tearful morning – I headed to Taos for some much needed reflective time and connection with the Mountain.
I had no idea where I was going to stay. I had my camper, but was about camped out. And it was going to be cold. I posted on Facebook that I was heading up that direction and would love to connect with as many as I could. A friend offered me his place. He was out of town. A result of my journey? I choose to believe so.
I wrote, I painted, I cried, I laughed. I visited quietly with many friends, and shared laughter and music.
Then came time. Time to head back to Arkansas. Time to leave the land that has enchanted me ( I know, right?), and healed me.
I needed to do something physical after returning home. I needed to feel the earth. My child and I decided (well, I was the one to decide) to go pull weeds.
WHOA – the lessons started pouring in!!!
“Is this a weed?”
“Yes. See how it is taking over everything choking everything in it’s path, threatening to take over?”
Time to pull.
Aha – much like it is time to “pull” people out of your life that no longer belong there because they are choking you and threatening to take over. It’s not a bad thing….it allows for more beauty to show.
“What about this?”
“Hmmmm – not sure. Let’s let it grow a while, and then we can decide.”
It occurred to me that this is what it is like when you first meet someone and you are not sure. You give them time to grow – to see if they are beautiful – or if they just don’t fit into your garden. Time to decide. It doesn’t have to be right now – let them develop.
The weed – ummmm – flower garden was now looking good. More flowers than weeds. I think.
But, it took work. Hard work. Committment. Time. Much like our lives require. We can’t just plant and then walk away. We need to be watered. We need to pull weeds. We need to commit to making ourselves the beautiful person that we came here to be.
It doesn’t happen over night.
It takes time.
But I promise you, that you will be rewarded with the most glorious flower garden. Weeds come and weeds go. It’s work – but the most rewarding work you could ever do – for you – for us – we are truly all one. I know it. I’ve experienced it. It’s MAGICAL.
Much love,
Paula
I remember my mother saying that a garden was only a garden while there was a gardener. hence the ongoing attention and nourishing that gardens ( of all kinds ) require. Times for intensity of planting, sowing new ideas and pruning , times of growing, and time to be still and enjoy what you see happening. to delight in the diversity of colours and shapes and what can come forth from a tiny seed or a cutting.
You even write amazing….a true artist in her own right….finding herself before us. A true journey of joy.thank you for sharing…I’m next☺