I love to be in the barn when it is waiting for the cows who are waiting to return. It is so quiet and neat like a meditation hall, straw like golden strands piled high in each stanchion. Green brown hay is mounded in the feeding trough. Lime and sawdust are scattered in even arcs down the isle. Even the calves are silent in this holy space of waiting. The barn stands ready to receive her ladies back. In this space I feel quieted, held in cow essence. In this space I am reminded of the quiet spaces in my life, in my dreams.
Dream 2/04
I am being guided by a man through woods. He leads me out into a clearing, deep in the woods and then he quietly leaves me there. I stand alone in this field and face the deep and wild woods. I open myself to spirit. I am filled with love, with connection. Thank you God.
Oh, if only I could live this dream daily, minute by minute. This dream is a potent gift – the affirmation that I can be/am connected, open to God’s sweeping love. Like a great whish of a wind, I am swept free of the daily clutter and am filled with grace. My homework was to feel this place of connection throughout the day. When I actually do my homework, the gift is right there, waiting so quietly for me to simply open. I am in awe- God’s love really is present ALL THE TIME. It is not another idea. It is a reality and it is up to me to change, to open myself to the blessing that awaits me at every turn. This is too much for me to really take in. I do my homework occasionally.