A few minutes ago when I didn’t know what else to do with myself
I stepped outside the back door and just stood in front of the billowing
as red as the plump raspberries that I had just popped into my mouth for breakfast.
Oh but the flowers were surely nutrition too:
with their bouncy spirit and shaggy petals
they look like tiny shafts of scarlet lightning exploding out of a towering stem.
What an excellent reminder to
every moment today.
Flowers, says Eckert Tolle, are ready gateways to our spiritual life.
So fragile and fleeting, only lasting for a few brief days (oh but the beebalm stay for weeks!)
these docile blossoms remind us of the
cosmic majesty of every living thing
that comes to BE and
disappears in no time at all.
Like all of nature, BEebalm call to us with their audacious PRESENCE!
At times like these, my head spins when I try to take in
the enormity of life forms that cover our mysterious planet.
I get the same kind of breathtaking headwhirl when I glance down at a butterfly landing on a flower.
And then too, my heart flutters when I stare at the hummers dancing and divebombing at the feeders.
Or gazing up at the night sky at the stars. How do we wrap our
minds around the power and beauty and the wonder of Mother Nature and the Universe?
By closing our eyes and going inside ourselves to witness that very same STILLNESS that fills the world.
Back to the beebalm.
Thank you God for giving us these blossoms that are so jazzy and yet so calming too.
Thanks for kissing these shaggy flowers into existence and for all YOU do!
And especially, for letting Tuesday be another day of magic.