Thursday, January 13, 2011

Glancing out the Window






Glancing out my window accompanied by my morning coffee, I see that as predicted snow is on the ground.  I clutch my mug in both hands, hoping the warmth will spread through my body and take away this morning chill.  My good mood dissipates into darkness as I realize that I won’t be going anywhere today.   I begin to feel cut off from everything while feelings of resentment and isolation seep deeply into me.

When I step back from the window, I cannot help but notice my sun catcher.  Is it coincidence that this heart hanging in the window reminds me of my morning meditation prompting me to look through eyes of love to bring light into darkness?  I wonder to myself if the landscape of life could change by simply altering a lens.

Positioning myself once again in front of the window, I close my eyes and bring my hands over my heart.  As I breathe in, the light of love radiates with all things possible for me.  As I breathe out, I release all limitations confining me. 

As my eyes slowly open, they warmly embrace an entirely different view.  The heavy blanket of snow has been transformed into a lovely cloak protecting the little seedlings and tubers hibernating in the rich soil.  The snow laden bushes now seem to be entwined supporting each other as if it were the kindest thing to do.  The trees proudly stand with this white decoration as though it were an honor to have their branches blessed by snow.  The dark green ivy wintering on the fence adds creative depth to this scene, and the birds in flight seemingly carry small badges of hope on their wings.  The old wooden gate stands half way open ready to embrace all creatures inclined to come or to go.

Seeing through my heart with the eyes of love I once again feel connected to all there is and to all there is to know.  I am in awe of the artistic beauty and the silent grace of this early gentle morn.  I am humbled by the simplicity of nature and enhanced by the messages it brings.  I will embrace this day and hold this morning dear.  It has been a lesson of my heart and how love effortlessly transforms a view.
                                                  

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