(I found this at Barnes and Noble) |
Don't let yesterday take up too much of today.
After Bonfire day (Post: A Bonfire Day, 3/21/22) when I set my thoughts and prayers to flame to free the future from the past, I bought A Journal for Self-Discovery in Nature; a charming little book with sketches, prompts and space. It is a most inviting place. It begs for stories and goals, things imagined or true, the random or the persistent . . . . A place to make so fine that it could slow your breath.
Perhaps you have a special place to write too. Here is what this workbook pulled from my heart this morning.
- Keep love alive. Offer it, accept it, take care of it as something fragile. Friendship the same. Good things are fragile; like plants they need water and a tender touch. Love doesn't thrive if neglected. Or usurped. It may change into habit or routine or even die. We know the phrase, "a wandering eye?" Even companionship needs a watchful, not wandering, eye. Think how your companionable dog attunes to every sign of what you want.
- Accept the past, bad and good, what you would change and what you would never. We can not win a fight with the past. Acceptance is admitting the truth of whatever happened, whether by me, by someone else, or to me. As simple as that. The most unbelievable things happen; believe them. There's no way out but there is something better: a way forward.
- When something wonderful happens savor it, prolong it, let it spread and give it a special place in your memories. Today nestled in sleep I heard loving words and woke smiling. Not words from a dream or a memory, but words being whispered. Today I lived for the moment, the shining warm moment of requited love. Today I let those words permeate me with no other thought intruding. Today is never yesterday. Today is always now.
- Seek out the places where you find yourself. Where is your place? I go into the woods to find myself. I go into the woods to find God. I go into the woods to find peace. To be delighted by soft green moss, spreading clover and variegated pine cones. What words fill-in-this-blank for you? By a lake? On a hill top? Under the open sky? On a walk? Into a church? There is no one who doesn't have a place.
- Be vulnerable in love. Say words that show trust. Some words of love come trance-like from the soul. "Love me," is a deep request, a beautiful admission. The feeling is one of air--fresh, clear and warm. Or like a circle of lamplight inside the night. Words of trust make us feel clean as from a shower, soft from the soap, ready for bed. Windows open, moths hitting the screen. It could be years ago. Or maybe time stood still.
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