Ah, the beauty of the landscape being so peaceful and quiet not wanting to be other than what it is. If only I could see the beauty all around me every day instead of a two day vacation it would seem as if my world was perfect. But knowing myself I would soon be having anxiety over things I cannot control and not wanting to open my hand to surrender it to the Divine, to let it rest...in the hands of God. Attending Mass in the St. Joseph church the Priest spoke of rest frequently, stating God rested on the seventh day and we must rest each day to restore our soul. I kept hearing the words 'let it rest' over and over again until it became a message to me to let my worries, concerns and anxiety about family to 'just let it rest'. After all I know in my heart I have no control over anyone and in reading the book 'Holding a Butterfly' by Lynn Woodland has given me insight to opening my hand to let it go and I keep reminding myself 'let it rest'.
So if I just learn to fill my days with positive thoughts and do the things I love to do instead of sitting here staring out into the back yard my life could be full. Taking my dog Sunny for a walk yesterday I looked up through the trees to the clear blue sky and there was the hawk gliding above, I watched until it disappeared behind the trees. Knowing I need to walk daily to refresh my soul the hawk was a reminder to get out of the house and look around at the beauty of our world. So as with Sunny I receive small tidbits of treats and always wanting more. If I could give more, would I receive more? So I will try to keep my hand open as if holding a fragile butterfly to see what life has in store for me.
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