I Was Only Raking Leaves

I was only raking leaves.
Raking piles of leaves like snow drifts
wind-blown against the house,
raking them away from the pathway.
The gusts responsible for this pile up
lingered still,
at first blowing the leaves back,
undoing my work.
The wind, like an unruly puppy,
Wagging and wriggling around my legs.
danced around me, through me,
teasing me.
So,
I talked to the wind.
“Nooo”, I pleaded, “not over there”
as the leaves spurted up into the air
waist high,
and scuttled,
re-cluttering the pathway.
I fought to gather the leaves with my rake,
the wind puffs shifted,
blowing the leaves in the direction I was moving them.
I giggled with the wind.
“Yes, thank you.”
My task became easier,
and I chose to believe there was a power in the wind,
playing with me in the morning sun.
I was not alone in the autumn morning frolic
of leaves and wind
and sun and rake
and me.
I was courting the Power in the wind,
flirting with the Power in air current.
Then the Power in the wind
kissed my legs,
embraced the back of my knees,
and the inside of my thighs,
then laughed softly in my ears.
I fell in Love right then,
and walked with a quiet grin
throughout the temperate, autumn day.

When Feeling Left Out is Feeling Let In

In the New Thought Philosophy of belief there is a spiritual law that says: The Universe is for you, the Universe seeks to give you only Good, there is only Good everywhere all the time.

So what is happening when a person finds themselves lamenting about what they don’t have?

I found myself feeling left out and disappointed about a missed opportunity. So, one morning during my meditation a still small voice piped in and said, “Do you really want to be included in that situation? Are you sure you would be satisfied and fulfilled participating in that opportunity?”

I had to stop and think about that question. In truth I did not want to be ‘there’. I was right to choose to be right where I was. My soul would be compromised and unhappy trying to make things work in a situation that I did not resonate with. Oh, what a lift to realize this! It was totally unfounded for me to feel sad, left out, passed over, or ignored. Such a breath of freedom to know I have chosen to be right where I am. I felt happy; no more blame; no more lusting after something that I had perceived as being denied me by others, when in truth I had chosen to be right where I am for very good reasons.

So now, instead of feeling left out, I feel let in. I am feeling let in to the Good that is for me right here. We are all where we have chosen to be.

Perhaps the next question might be: What quality of life are you wanting more of that you perceive to be “over there”? Is it where you are and just not yet seen or felt?

May Peace Be With You.