When winter knocks on the door and you are snowed in, you can’t leave the house, can’t escape yourself. All human movement in the white world ceases for a time as the wind roars, snow swirls and drifts pile up against all obstacles.
Here you are in the house, cozy and warm, yet there remain many long weeks until the spring thaw comes. You will endure the cold, the wind. You will survive this harsh and bleak time of year when life seems to have abandoned the world.
Winter strips bare the bones of Mother Earth, lays the reality of the frozen world before you – the tree wraiths with their black branches dancing in the gusting wind that cuts like a knife.
Many compare winter to death. But, dear ones, life waits deep in the roots of the sleeping trees and grasses, Deep in the soil below the frost zone, beneath the blinding drifts of snow. Life bides her time, resting and waiting for the warm mild days to return, the bright spring sun that draws all life upward to his life giving light.
When winter overtakes your being, find time to rest and go inward. Connect with the spark of existence that is deep within your being and know that life will return once again when the season turns.
In my new state of expansion, I feel a freedom like I imagined flying would be, soaring like the turkey vultures that inhabit the wooded valley I once called home. Lighter than air. Free from gravity.
My new perspective and existence as spirit gives me exquisite sensitivity to the frequencies and vibrations, the interconnected web of energy in all things. I feel the vibrations of the humble earthworm, the microscopic bacteria in the soil that endow fertility, the shy and gliding snakes winding their way through the prairie grasses, belly to belly with our Earth, tasting and smelling the rich soil, the dancing stream, rippling in the sunlight, flowing steadily without resistance to the river.
I see the empty place in the canopy where I once stood. I grew tall and spread my limbs wide. I felt joyful to live in my beloved home. Once upon a time…
Now I see that other trees and rooted beings will soon shoot up and claim the sunny space I left behind. taking their place in the canopy. They will soak in the sunshine, draw up moisture from the soil, spread their limbs wide. They will endure lightning, high winds, rain storms, freezing cold, wilting heat. They will thrive and survive through adversity, through lean years and fat years.
They will grow as I did, reaching to the light, sending down roots without resistance. Expanding year by year. Loving life!
To survive in a body, you must somehow get your daily bread when you are hungry, keep yourself warm in winter, find shelter from the wind and rain, clothe yourself and your family, find water to sustain life, and keep yourself safe from predators.
When your survival needs are met, your security is more easily assured. You may begin to explore the part of you that has always been the wise and knowing one who came into the body full of purpose, with dreams and with a full and open heart, ready to meet the challenges, knowing with a deep and ancient intelligence that you belong here, that your survival in a body will fuel the growth and evolution of your spirit.
The challenges you face can help you grow in wisdom, in compassion, will help your heart expand in love if you choose to allow it.
You may choose to let the hurt, fear, and unhappiness that occurs in every life make you small and bitter and angry, or you may use these events as fuel for the education and expansion of your spirit as you move from lifetime to lifetime in human form.
Your body is the vehicle for your spirit’s journey through life. You journey together as one organism. The spirit and the body are one until the death of the body, then the spirit continues, endures and the cycle of life begins again.
Will you choose to identify only with the physical and survival aspects of life, or will you expand your awareness to include the big picture that your spirit can access and understand and make sense of to create a better life for yourself?
When you belong to the Earth while allowing the divine light of spirit to move through you, you will be able to navigate through your life with wisdom, grace, equanimity, peace, and calm that will bless the web of life and all beings.
Once again billions of tiny winged seeds flutter in spiral descent to the earth where they will either take root and grow, or die to become food for the soil or the seed eaters.
Millions will take root and reach briefly to the sun, only to be eaten by hungry creatures, mowed down, shaded out, flattened, deprived of water or air…
Their lives, their existence become a blessing to this earth. Their joy at living and fulfilling their destiny, however briefly is immeasurable, and strengthens the web of all life in ways unfathomable to human intelligence.
A few who take root will develop over many years into massive friendly shade trees lining the streets of towns, gracing woodlands and riparian zones, providing shade to humans, shelter to those buzzing and winged insects, flying birds large and small, and tiny fur bearers.
They will send their roots deep into the earth to hold the soil and anchor their massive trunks and crowns, drawing nourishment and life giving ground water into themselves.
Silver maples grace our world with their interlacing branches, providing cool shade on hot days, a solid place to lean and connect to the Earth. A place to know peace.
Every seed, every seedling is a
complete miracle, unrepeatable by any manufacturing process devised
by humans. Each one, a mystery.
When this stage in our spirit’s journey draws to a close and the indestructible part of us moves on to our next great adventure, we call it death.
When the physical body stays behind as the spirit becomes one with all-that-is we call it death.
Think about these questions when someone close to you dies…and when you begin to accept you will not last forever…
Will the death of someone dear limit and diminish your life forever? Or will it fuel your life’s passion and purpose?
You have a short time here while in your body. How will you spend your precious and limited time?
Will you spend more heart to heart time with those dear and beloved ones who will not always be with you in physical form?
Will the death help you rearrange your priorities in life to those that really matter to your heart and satisfy your soul?
Will you learn to communicate with the spirit world and expand your awareness beyond the physical world, beyond the world of logical and linear thought, into an ocean of light and expansion and oneness with all things?
Can you see death as a period at the end of a sentence in the never ending story of the spirit; as a pause, a transition before the next great adventure?
Nothing in this universe is permanent but our indestructible spirits.
All is in constant flow and flux. What you call a stone is made of minute energy particles coalesced into matter, yet on a deeper level, permeable. On an even deeper level, nothingness.
Somehow, we are in a place where we perceive matter in solid form. Yet the pattern of non-permanence is shown to us in our cycles of life death life. All living things come into being, then must decay and pass away.
All landscapes erode, all cloud formations dissipate, all musical tones die away to the ear, bedrock becomes sand, and yet all deaths give rise to the new.
The upstart cottonwood sprout will surge ahead and surpass me some day as I enter my season of decline. Our parents will pass on, our beloved shade trees will succumb to age, our favorite pets will cease to exist on the physical plane.
Yet, the fabric of existence endures, as new rock is formed deep in the earth, as new clouds form on the horizon, as our children mature, bear children and become parents. This fabric is woven strong of spirit.