Day 3 was my 46th birthday.
Three's are about integration and four about listening to your universal compass ( heart ) and six is about joy and bliss. What a perfect process for this particular birthday!
My day started at 4:30 with two hours of meditation and a delicious breakfast of oatmeal, stewed prunes and raisin toast with jam. I don't know why but suddenly sitting, drinking my tea and eating I remembered that my Mom once told me stewed prunes were her favourite. It was a hospital thing I think, she was a nurse and there were two things she really liked. Stewed prunes and their liver and onions. Both sort of an easy institutional meal. Now I have never liked liver and onions, and I don't think I have ever had a stewed prune before but they were surprisingly good! And raisin toast is my Dad's favourite breakfast and therefore became one of ours. I am always trying to eat less bread so I hadn't had it in ages.
And the tears began to flow. Happy tears. Thinking of how lucky I have been to have these parents in my life, how perfect all the lessons were, easy and hard. And as I sat with salt water dripping into my oatmeal and stewed prunes I vowed that when they get old I will make sure that they have the things they enjoy. I will have endless mountains of raisin bread for my Dad and I will make stewed prunes from scratch for my mom. With each bite I felt the love overflowing in my body and I just sat in that.
I wondered for a moment what people might be thinking around me as I sat in silence in my own thoughts and then I smiled because there was no way to explain anyway. It didn't matter. I could sit in my own process without having to explain. It was beautiful. I finished my breakfast and went outside in the warm autumn air for a walk. It was a glorious day. I had been walking every day and the weather was gorgeous. Made me glad to be alive. And this day was special. I spotted a snake. I love garter snakes. Again inherited from my Dad. And I was quick enough to catch it! I got to spend an hour in the sun with this special creature winding it's way in and out of my hands.
I was dying to look up the spiritual significance of snakes like I always do but alas I had no phone. Later, I promised myself and went back to being present with my little friend. At last it was time to go in again, but at the next break I came out and I discovered a nest with a bunch of baby snakes in it!!
Jackpot!!! What a wonderful birthday gift!!!! I couldn't wait to get out and walk everyday to play with them.
I laughed because with all the talk about craving and aversion, I realized I began to crave to see the snakes. And then I make a different decision. Regardless of whether I saw them or not, I knew they were there. I wished them love and decided to be delighted either way. And about every second day it was warm enough that we shared space in the sun.
At dusk that night after supper I again went out for a walk knowing it would be getting chilly and my little friends would not be out, but the sunsets were spectacular and I loved the freshness of the air and the golden flickers of light as the sun dropped in the sky. I was making my way through the trees when I found a warm spot where the light still held the heat of the day. The sun was in my eyes and all of a sudden I realized there were a thousand spider threads all billowing out sideways from one of the trees. My human thought was "oh my God. It's a wonder I don't find more spiders in my hair!" But spirit said this is what it looks like to us. Everything is connected.
Years ago, my youngest son woke me up when I was sleeping. He said "Mommy you are talking in your sleep. You keep saying 'seek Brahma, connectedness in all things'". Now at that point I thought Brahma was a type of cow and nothing about that made sense. I sought wisdom from a close Indian friend. She asked her mother and her mother said it sounded like a Bal. A bal is a key, something you repeat like a mantra in meditation that allows you special access. Now, I know Brahma is the creationary face of God. And wouldn't you know an hour later in the discourse that night they talked about Brahma. And connectedness. You just can't make this stuff up.
My understanding now is that whatever I do to you, I do also to myself. If I lash out in anger and shoot an arrow at you, I look down to see it coming out of my own chest. As I learn to purify my mind, and I heal myself, on some level I also heal the world. We are all connected.
I am grateful Brahma for this precious gift.
In love and light,
Kathryn
Three's are about integration and four about listening to your universal compass ( heart ) and six is about joy and bliss. What a perfect process for this particular birthday!
My day started at 4:30 with two hours of meditation and a delicious breakfast of oatmeal, stewed prunes and raisin toast with jam. I don't know why but suddenly sitting, drinking my tea and eating I remembered that my Mom once told me stewed prunes were her favourite. It was a hospital thing I think, she was a nurse and there were two things she really liked. Stewed prunes and their liver and onions. Both sort of an easy institutional meal. Now I have never liked liver and onions, and I don't think I have ever had a stewed prune before but they were surprisingly good! And raisin toast is my Dad's favourite breakfast and therefore became one of ours. I am always trying to eat less bread so I hadn't had it in ages.
And the tears began to flow. Happy tears. Thinking of how lucky I have been to have these parents in my life, how perfect all the lessons were, easy and hard. And as I sat with salt water dripping into my oatmeal and stewed prunes I vowed that when they get old I will make sure that they have the things they enjoy. I will have endless mountains of raisin bread for my Dad and I will make stewed prunes from scratch for my mom. With each bite I felt the love overflowing in my body and I just sat in that.
I wondered for a moment what people might be thinking around me as I sat in silence in my own thoughts and then I smiled because there was no way to explain anyway. It didn't matter. I could sit in my own process without having to explain. It was beautiful. I finished my breakfast and went outside in the warm autumn air for a walk. It was a glorious day. I had been walking every day and the weather was gorgeous. Made me glad to be alive. And this day was special. I spotted a snake. I love garter snakes. Again inherited from my Dad. And I was quick enough to catch it! I got to spend an hour in the sun with this special creature winding it's way in and out of my hands.
I was dying to look up the spiritual significance of snakes like I always do but alas I had no phone. Later, I promised myself and went back to being present with my little friend. At last it was time to go in again, but at the next break I came out and I discovered a nest with a bunch of baby snakes in it!!
Jackpot!!! What a wonderful birthday gift!!!! I couldn't wait to get out and walk everyday to play with them.
I laughed because with all the talk about craving and aversion, I realized I began to crave to see the snakes. And then I make a different decision. Regardless of whether I saw them or not, I knew they were there. I wished them love and decided to be delighted either way. And about every second day it was warm enough that we shared space in the sun.
At dusk that night after supper I again went out for a walk knowing it would be getting chilly and my little friends would not be out, but the sunsets were spectacular and I loved the freshness of the air and the golden flickers of light as the sun dropped in the sky. I was making my way through the trees when I found a warm spot where the light still held the heat of the day. The sun was in my eyes and all of a sudden I realized there were a thousand spider threads all billowing out sideways from one of the trees. My human thought was "oh my God. It's a wonder I don't find more spiders in my hair!" But spirit said this is what it looks like to us. Everything is connected.
Years ago, my youngest son woke me up when I was sleeping. He said "Mommy you are talking in your sleep. You keep saying 'seek Brahma, connectedness in all things'". Now at that point I thought Brahma was a type of cow and nothing about that made sense. I sought wisdom from a close Indian friend. She asked her mother and her mother said it sounded like a Bal. A bal is a key, something you repeat like a mantra in meditation that allows you special access. Now, I know Brahma is the creationary face of God. And wouldn't you know an hour later in the discourse that night they talked about Brahma. And connectedness. You just can't make this stuff up.
My understanding now is that whatever I do to you, I do also to myself. If I lash out in anger and shoot an arrow at you, I look down to see it coming out of my own chest. As I learn to purify my mind, and I heal myself, on some level I also heal the world. We are all connected.
I am grateful Brahma for this precious gift.
In love and light,
Kathryn
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