I was awakened at 230 am this morning to my beagle, Okie, panting and panting in bed with me. I rolled over, trying to sleep, saying, " OKie be quiet. Go to sleep." He persisted. I finally got up and brought him downstairs, gave him water. Curled up on the couch to see if we could sleep there. But his panting persisted. I picked him up to put him outside, around, 3 am, and was blasted with poop coming from him! All over me, him, and the floor. I put him out, and proceeded to strip my pjs, wash the floor, start the laundry. After all this, I went back outside, where he had now been joined by his bro, a 2 year old Sleepy, but supportive black lab. Okie was in a corner, standing at the end of a long trail of poop, with his hind covered as well. Omg.

I washed the deck, and gave him a bath. My lab lay down right next to him, and i left them on the deck to finish cleaning inside. 4 am ,
Might as well pop on facebook, as i charge my phone and computer.

5am Might as well eat something.

As I sit outside on my deck, the birds are chirping and the suns rays are just beginning to dance in the trees. Peace. Beauty. Such a gift.
On Mother's day, I realize what a gift I have just received being up at this time. All is quiet except the symphony of birds, serenading me into the day. I think of all my children, all safe, all asleep, and I am filled with such joy and gratitude.
I silently wish all mothers, everywhere, the gift of such deep joy, love, and peace.

Okie could have gone to anyone's room for comfort and help. It wasn't just that I am Mommy. My door was the only one open.

And so it is, that a mother's door is open. a mother's heart is open. Even when she can not do it; even if she says no, even if she gets mad and frustrated; even if she is not nurturing or a caregiver by nature, her door is open. And even if her door becomes closed, there is no lock that will lock out those living in her heart.
Yes, there are "moms who become monsters" as I read on a facebook post this morning, and there are unfit mothers, and mothers that are mere babies themselves.
But the gift of a life, just as the sun rises this morning, bringing new life to a sleeping world, is precious and amazing, and brings
hope to all of humanity.
 To mothers everywhere, May you walk in Beauty and Peace. May you walk tall, and dance joyfully. May you feel the love and gratitude from all of the universe for all you endure, all you give, all your pain, all your flaws, and all your teachings. May you rejoice in being connected to all mothers, and Mother Earth herself.

Namaste,
T

                       

So, I have been talking about transformation and change; shifts within, and great new ways of thinking and being.  There is indeed a feeling in the air great change and shifts, and oh how wonderful it is to be here riding this wave of evolutionary rising in vibration!
Pictures of butterflies and rainbows scatter the pages of facebook and appear more and more in nature. We see them and smile, as their colors and magic of being touch us. They are symbols of transformation and hope.
And yet, people ask me, " Why am I struggling?"   " Why does this keep happening?"  " why can I not move forward?"
Others say, " oh, life is hard."  " I can't stand it. It used to be easier."

Well, not trying to be trite, but remember that before the butterfly is a butterfly, it is in a cocoon- blinded to the world , and in a state of sleep.

Remember, that the beautiful rainbow comes after a storm, or through the rain.

Life has always been this way. When our ancestors spent each day surviving against all odds, they may have awakened on a particular day and said
" This really sucks."  but then they would brave through their days because that is what was, and now,  we wonder less about how they were feeling - were they depressed? did they have anxiety?-
and we ponder more about the facts of their existence.  And so it will be someday with future generations looking back to these times. { Wow how did those people do it? Had to be something more than all the meds they were taking....}

And there is. We are waking up. We awaken to the storms that we have not paid attention to. We open our intuitive and compassionate eyes to the inside of our cocoon, and we begin to fear.  Who am I , What am I?
And we think we see the end of the storm, the opening of the cocoon, but then we just can not seem to break free. The sun doesn't quite stay out; the rainbow fades.
Tasks at hand seem insurmountable. Problems seem to multiply, or move into deeper levels.
Haven't we faced our shadow selves enough?
Apparently not.

So what to do, how to go on in this phase before we spread our butterfly wings? Before the storm gives way to sunshine and rainbows?

Do not be afraid.
Fear not.
For we are walking the red road, as we have done for all time. we come around and around the medicine wheel of life, and each time, we move into deeper and more expansive ways of being and thinking.
Yes, yes, times are tough. But we are ready. And ready or not , here we come, butterfly wings out / Shining high vibrations and all.

Close your eyes and breathe and be grateful. For any little thing. Even when the crap is hitting the fan.
Reach out to one another. We are ALLL going through the same stuff! I know this because I talk to alot alot alot of people from all over the country, and there is not one person who is not moving through some kind of transformation, whether they know it or not.
I know- I am saying the same stuff I always do- breathe, be grateful, reach out, take small steps, focus on one triumph at a time, help each other,
immerse yourself in doing the things to be the person you wish to be.

Stop worrying.

Worrying sends out a major boomerang out into the universe , and all your best laid plans can be skewed.

Get out of your own head. We are  often walking around like ticker tapes on parade. Busy doing and thinking and thinking and doing.
TAKe TIME. MAKE TIME. for meditation[ not medication} yoga, walking, exercise, enjoyment.

Get out of your own way. Do something kind for someone else. Even a kind word or a smile. It's not all about you. We think it is, but really it's not. Oh good. Whew.

Ah breathe in a sigh. Whew. It's all about Whew.

New Meditation:
Breathe in  ,  and then breathe out  " Whewww"
Do this until you feel a sense of
                                                    " Phewww"
And then open your eyes and awaken to a renewed you and then, from this place of peaceful power, go and do, or dew, amidst the storms, inside the unraveling cocoon.
and know that you are not alone.

Honoring the divine light in you, and you in me, and we are one.
Namaste