All Of These Gifts...
Jul. 22nd, 2011 05:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cedar_groveFrom The Book of Awakening: Having the Life You Want by Being Present to the Life You Have.
So what are we to do with our tiny little firefly?
It's rather fitting irony, I think, that the first time I saw a firefly was when I first came to North Carolina, because it was here that I also first found the kind of love that I am blessed with now. In fact there is so much beauty in the nature I have discovered as part of my loving and being in love with Mir that it's sometimes overwhelming.
Here we are in this little trailer/house in among the trees, and in the day is birdsong all around, and in the night time… the wood takes on a song of its own. The 'cheepy-tree-bugs' as I call them, as well as the crickets and the toads – and the occasional hoot of an owl – all make the dark as sonorous and beautiful as carefully crafted music. Last night we were able to sleep with the windows open. I feel very rested today.
I have walked on beaches on New Years Day, raced to the top of huge dunes of sand that seem as though they should be in the Sahara desert; I have climbed mountains and was married and shared the reception with world wide friends in two of the most beautiful locations I have ever seen. I have woken to deer in the front yard, the back yard, and rabbits and squirrels, and even some of the other, not so beautiful, but equally as miraculous creatures surround me. I even let a lizard out of the house yesterday, while I was cleaning up… he was a tiny, but beautiful iridescent green and blue and grey… None of this I would have experienced and shared – none of this I would have even dreamed if it were not for opening my heart to love; to Mir. So my heart sings…
Who knows
that in the depth of the ravine
of the mountain of my hidden heart
a firefly of my love is aflame.
-Abutsu-Ni
So what are we to do with our tiny little firefly?
It's rather fitting irony, I think, that the first time I saw a firefly was when I first came to North Carolina, because it was here that I also first found the kind of love that I am blessed with now. In fact there is so much beauty in the nature I have discovered as part of my loving and being in love with Mir that it's sometimes overwhelming.
Here we are in this little trailer/house in among the trees, and in the day is birdsong all around, and in the night time… the wood takes on a song of its own. The 'cheepy-tree-bugs' as I call them, as well as the crickets and the toads – and the occasional hoot of an owl – all make the dark as sonorous and beautiful as carefully crafted music. Last night we were able to sleep with the windows open. I feel very rested today.
I have walked on beaches on New Years Day, raced to the top of huge dunes of sand that seem as though they should be in the Sahara desert; I have climbed mountains and was married and shared the reception with world wide friends in two of the most beautiful locations I have ever seen. I have woken to deer in the front yard, the back yard, and rabbits and squirrels, and even some of the other, not so beautiful, but equally as miraculous creatures surround me. I even let a lizard out of the house yesterday, while I was cleaning up… he was a tiny, but beautiful iridescent green and blue and grey… None of this I would have experienced and shared – none of this I would have even dreamed if it were not for opening my heart to love; to Mir. So my heart sings…
