Green dewy blades of grass (closeup)
Last weekend, we celebrated Beltane, the midpoint between the Spring Equinox and Summer Solstice. A phoebe outside the window has been trying to wake me up earlier and earlier the last few days.
Today, I responded to the invitation to rise earlier. Stepping into the glistening world, I was brought to tears by the brilliance of the sun reflecting on and through drops of moisture on each blade of grass. Everywhere I looked, life teemed with freshness, possibility, and newness ~ and I recognized myself as an undeniable part of this whole. The recognition arises in my body and my heart – a knowing beyond language or belief. I am invited. Indeed, my full participation is required in the rising evolving Creation, holy one and sacred all.
On each blade of grass
Drops of life light converge
As a new day dawns
Each dew drop calls out
“You belong. Welcome back home.
You are one of us.”
As I fall into
their glistening liquid spell
I re-member truth.
I am Creation
Light and Life, Singular and
Collective, whole and complete
Born anew each day.
