DAY 50: MOVING RIGHT ALONG….IN GRATITUDE, OF COURSE

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It was pouring this morning. The rain reminded me of Florida, sideways, I glanced to my left and noticed Lake Minnetonka melting. Without ice houses, the steam and foggy whisperiness emanating off the lake felt murky, unsure of itself, quavering in between seasons. I’m amazed. “Should I remove the Styrofoam covers,?” I ask my 88 year old customer Sue, the Master Gardener. “Wait,” she says. “March is the stickler.” It is a testimony to Sue, and her ardent commitment to  flora expertise that I concede.

I am eager to blossom . I confessed as much all week to my friends, family and this blog; so sure am I that my confident, occasionally cocky, slightly erudite writing, thinking, manifesting, might at some point actually invite a powerful, prosperous, limitless outcome. And it has….I am experiencing more and more and more (it bears repeating) positive energetic effortless abundance. And yet, I am still waiting, patiently exhaling, softening around all potential. Stillness remains the steadfast, smart and sure name of this game.

And as I unfurl, it is my ego that will be my greatest obstacle. I want what I want when I want it. And this mantra subdues the keener, kinder more connected aspects of me. It’s frustrating to encounter the same level of resistance to change that I have dabbled and sometimes  immersed myself  in, over and over and over again. And yet that is ultimately the lesson: I expand and live, and as I live, I expand; so much potential, inherent possibility and pushy, pervasive purpose. I surrender.

“After the snows of March, you can take the covers off,”  Sue advises. “And then the plants will start to green and the leaves will emerge, and ultimately the roses will come.”  Pink or yellow, red or white, burgundy, magenta, silver, I am ready. Until then, I wait. And watch the rain, see the light reflecting off the uneven ice, smell the earth turning, taste the sweetness within. Waiting and believing, believing and waiting, I am complete, poised and spontaneously still, ready.

 

 

About livebig365

Join me as I dive in to the deep end of the pool and challenge myself to live big and love big. What does that mean? In 2012 , I accepted the invitation to push myself beyond my comfort zone, at least once a day, and engaged and responded to my life, or a given situation in my life, in a way that would normally scare the hell out of me. Why did I do it it? Because it was time time to begin, and I was ready! Each day brought a new revelation, lesson, challenge, encounter, a teaching moment, that revealed to me that living big and loving big are uniquely interconnected. Welcome 2013, the year of lovebig 365. Each post was an expression of love experienced, witnessed, inspired, manifested. It didn't always make sense in the moment, and yet its sheer mystery hopefully evoked a beautiful affirmation of life and all of its shimmery brightness; broken up, lovely to behold, tender and full of purpose. 2014, jagged, bumpy, disjointed posts. 2015, silence, and plenty of growth within that silence. Manifesting 2016: The creation of a gathering place for gratitude. Join in the wavering, audacious, unequivocal fun. 2017: Reflection 2018: POWER, MAGIC, TRANSFORMATION
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5 Responses to DAY 50: MOVING RIGHT ALONG….IN GRATITUDE, OF COURSE

  1. Linda R Neff says:

    The graphics for today’s post are thought provoking. Thank you for ego vs eco and as always your besituful, wise words.

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  2. Maryann says:

    I’m a big fan of pigs, so nice to see one at the “top” of the ECO circle. Karen Gibbons and I visited the Ironwood Pig Sanctuary outside Tucson during our FYT with Maria.
    Your prose is like poetry.

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