You can trust life. You really can. I had a little lesson in trust recently that I’d like to share with you because this matter of trust is of such vital importance.
My wife and I live in a town-home in Centennial, Colorado that has the great good fortune of being surrounded by a lot of Nature. Nature, as we all know, helps us keep our sanity in difficult times and is positively essential to our overall health and well-being.
There are a lot of trees and shrubs around our home. Right outside our front door, for instance, stands a large, absolutely gorgeous blue spruce tree. (There was no extra charge for this tree, fortunately, when we bought our home.)
A short 4-minute walk from our home takes you down a grassy slope to a hiking trail and a lovely stream named Dry Creek, which curiously has been flowing every day, winter and summer ever since we arrived in this neighborhood.
I love walking beside this stream and listening to the music of running water. I love sitting on our front porch admiring our resident bunny as he (or is it she?) pokes around looking for a suitable clump of grass, or perhaps pauses to rest for a few moments, eyes half-closed in quiet meditation.
Most of all I love the birds that show up in our neighborhood once the weather begins to warm up and spring arrives.
But here’s where trust comes into the picture. Because until today, March 14 2017, there have been hardly any birds, at least none that I could see or hear.
“Why are there no birds around?” I worried. I remembered Rachel Carson’s important book, “Silent Spring,” and the stir it caused when it was published many years ago.
I’m happy to be able to share with you some good news. As I walked beside some nearby cottonwoods this morning I saw, for the first time this year, some robins hunting diligently for food in some long grass. My favorite bird was back. I also heard songbirds. Not only that. I noticed tiny buds appearing on some of the trees and bushes.
I wouldn’t say we’ve been invaded by spring yet. But spring is definitely beginning to make its presence known.
Spring can be trusted to give its gift, I think to myself. Nature, our ally and friend, can be trusted to do its job to the best of its ability. Love, our true nature, the invisible source of all that is beautiful and true can also be trusted.
In these critical, dangerous times, how important that we too can be trusted to give our gift, be true to ourselves and play our part in the process by which truth emerges triumphant from the seeming chaos that surrounds us.
I’m sorry my posts have been a bit sporadic for a while now. But here’s what amazes me. You’d think that as you age, you’d have more and more time on your hands, more and more time to do what you want to do or what you need to do. But it doesn’t quite seem to work out that way. Each day seems to end up being pretty full, and if it’s not quite full, you’re glad of a chance for a nice rest:-).
Would love to hear any comments you may have on the above. My love and blessings to you.