This week yet again I am dealing with death.
But I am also welcoming life.
The two paradoxical concepts seem ever more merged as we move beyond the old stories of duality and separation in our world.
This week I am letting go of a home and an identity.
This week, I am embracing a new and ancient adventure back into the heartlands of my ancestors, human and more than human.
Let me explain.
Forget time, granddaughter
At least your human sense of it
Instead, remember cycles
Experience moves in cycles and flows in rhythms
It dances and expresses itself in ever repeating cadences of creation and destruction
Every Earth day is a cycle
Every Earth day is special
Every moment you have is a chance to lift up and celebrate
Celebrate the moment of quietude
Celebrate the breath moving in and out of your body
Celebrate the essence of life pulsing through your veins, connecting you to every other being in creation
Every moment you are truly present and aware, you are offering a gift to the world
Every Earth day you are here to be that gift
To offer yourself up just as you are
Whole and incomplete
In process
Every Earth day is sacred