13 September 2009

Early Autumn Showers

It's been raining here for two days. The sky has been a steely-grey with billowy clouds of dove and gun-metal. There's a softness to the landscape...an ethereal quality to the very air. A hush pervades even the ever-flowing traffic--the soft "whoosh" of tires on the wet pavement is alluring in its whisper of progress. In the mornings and late into the evenings, a visible mist lingers over the manicured lawns and planned-chaos that many call gardens. My heart is quiet...I can feel Her wrap her protection around me through the veil of fog.

For those of you who wondered where I got to (Heartsong discovered my whereabouts), my husband and I moved from my beloved pecan groves of Georgia to the stately cottonwoods of Texas. I said my goodbyes in July--went to each of our papershell pecans and bid it farewell; caressed the grounds (and shed tears) on the resting spot of my beloved Scamp (there was a heart-shaped rock I took from atop his grave); packed our things in a Penske, our dogs in my car, our cats and turtles in the cab; and headed to north Texas and a new life. It's been tough--my hubby is still looking for work in his field, our house is still "in process" in Georgia, and we're living as best we can with friends who took us (and our pets) in out of love.

This weekend's rain has been Goddess-sent! She knows that the rains cleanse me of my worries...keep me at peace...re-energize me. I embrace them. The ceaseless pitter-pat of the drops on the pavement have been a lullaby every night (and this afternoon). The ponderous glowery sky has given me time to stop and re-evaluate the world as it is rather than how I wish it were--and it is good, proper, and just. Situations may be untowards at present, but it's the fault of wanting not in sync with Nature's reality.

Many of us are in this same "fix" at present. Let the rains come...embrace them for their healing and their support. Let Her shine her moonlight on the worries we have...and let us see that new dimension the moon gives them.

In the beauteous misty moonlight...

Blessed Be!

2 comments:

  1. I have knocked on the door at the Lair many times and have SO missed you! Glad you're spending time here again, my friend...your words are worthy and your spirit gentle and loving. Thanks for making my rainy day a bit more magical. Seeing this gray day through your eyes took some of the ick out of my wet, squishy shoes. :)

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  2. Glad to offer assistance and a "perspective-shift", dear friend! Merry meet!

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