We’re ankle-deep in snow here.
And an old lesson has arrived at the door. Again.

One taught by nature many times before. Yet.
I, perhaps like you, arrive at class to learn it, again, more deeply.

REST.

The still, white blanket outside is like the healing room imagined in my daily self-hypnosis.
There is so much room. There is so much light.

#FlowerMagic of white arrives in Dream time… in shower time… and while washing dishes… The Feminine Flora Force enchants:

“Gardenia.”
“Camellia.”
“Juniper.”

And the questions are asked by the Teacher. Again.

Can you grow still enough to hear the Garden of your Soul?

Can you allow for the external visibility to be obscured and uncontrolled in order for your internal visibility to become clear?

In hushed, and great expectation. YES!

May You Grow Still Enough
by Brother David Steindl-Rast

May you grow still enough to hear the small noises earth makes in preparing for the long sleep of winter, so that you yourself may grow calm and grounded deep within.

May you grow still enough to hear the trickling of water seeping in the ground, so that your soul may be softened and healed, and guided in its flow.

May you grow still enough to hear the splintering of starlight in the winter sky and the roar at earth’s fiery core.

May you grow still enough to hear the stir of a single snowflake in the air, so that your inner silence may turn into hushed expectation.

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