Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Wednesday Wish (7)

Every morning before I wake, when the rich blackness of night begins to give way to the golden-grey hues of tomorrow, when the earth begins to hum with its new and hopeful promise, a little bird, who’s name I do not yet know, comes to the bougainvillea bush outside my open window to sing his morning song. He is tiny. I’ve seen him jump from twig to twig between the thorns and fuschia blossoms, his little beak piping a cheerful tropical tune. He sings and he chirps and he varies his song and every morning, without fail, he gives my heart a smile.

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My Wednesday Wish for you?

I wish you connection with nature this week. No matter where you live or how much cement colors your world, you are always connected to our grand and gracious earth. And while we forget, we must also remember, to sow her seeds of love, to birth them as our own. 


 
1. Find a patch of grass, no matter how small. Take your shoes off, nylons or socks, too. And walk barefoot on the green. Feel the earth humming beneath you. Let her take your negative emotions, your fears, your tight and painful spots. Watch the ugly flow from your feet, the earth absorbing it all, giving you back your natural state of peace.

2. Find a tree. Sit beside it, your back against hers. Imagine what she would say if you could hear her talk. Would she give you advice? Would she tell you a story? Be the tree. Love the tree. Hug her if you have the courage. Feel your connection to the earth through your new friend, the tree.

3. Find a bird. Let your eyes fly with her as far as you can. Imagine what she feels, the wind, the joy, the freedom that she is able to express with her wings. What does she wish for you? What gifts does she give you without saying a word? Where do you feel her presence? In your heart? In your mind? In your wings, tucked too tightly against your back? Feel a sadness emerge and its urge to be colored back to hope. Let the bird show you how. Look to its wisdom.

Nature is always available to share her wise and loving gifts. If we look with soft eyes and an open heart, her magic can become our own.

p.s. see the biggest rock in the picture above? It's a wishing rock. See its white ring? I took the picture for you. I thought you might need a wish of your own this week:) If you can't see it well, click on it to make it larger.

16 comments:

  1. ~xo~ Most wonderful, Brynne. *smiles* for the sweetness of what you share with the world... I heart you.

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  2. What a lovely post and great reminder to spend a moment reflecting on the beauty that is our incredible planet. I can almost hear your little bird singing! Your words are magical, Brynne!

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  3. I heart you too, dear Erika. Thanks for the kind words, beautiful soul

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  4. Thank you, Annie! wish you could hear the little bird, too! He is so sweet! As soon as I finished this post this morning and got into bed (I was up very late)...he came to sing. I hope he never stops.:)

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  5. I did just these things today - and am so glad for you to remind me to do just that.

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  6. Sweet Jo, soOo glad. I hope it healed any part of you that felt a little rough edged. I know nature always does that for me.:)

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  7. I haven't done this yet.. But I am headed home now and plan to reflect and connect during my nightly urban walk. As always, you take the world and paint it vividly and remind us to inhale the beauty around us. Thank you for this..

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  8. oh Bryyn, Ive often done just what you have instructed today. The trees do talk. I'm going to look through my old journals and find one of their stories to post for you.

    Now there is a bag hanging above that rock. Did it collect my wish? :)

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  9. I saved the picture on your post and put it on my desktop... is it your photo?

    Always love your writing and your thoughts. Thank you.

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  10. Brynne, your blog makes my heart sing! Can I say I want a wishing rock of my own? How beautiful! As you know, Roxy and I take daily walks, up to three a day. I call them our "nature" walks because we're able to visit lovely places filled with luscious green grass, crunchy leaves, and flowers, there's always flowers. I can honestly tell you that there has never been a time where I have not come back refreshed, hopeful, and ready to tackle the day's problems. I don't know what I would do if not allowed to take our walks. Thank you for this lovely post. I followed the little bird every step of his journey, thanks to you! :)

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  11. Thank you, Brenda for your kind and loving words. How did the walk go? Did nature speak to you last night? Did little tree make you laugh or did purple rock ask to visit your pocket?

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  12. I cannot WAIT to read your post, dear Sara! Hooray! I can feel bubbling in my heart! And I will go out to visit the wishing rock today to see if your bag of wish is there. But if its gone already, I'm sure the jungle sprites had something to do with it. They can be awfully naughty at times.:)

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  13. I am soOo glad you make the time to have your walks with Roxy, dear Bella! Yay! I know what you mean about it reigniting your fire:) And you know, dont you, Bella...that any rock that has a circle completely surrounding it, is a wishing rock?? oOoo...if you dont...just think of all the magic you and Roxy have awaiting you on your next walk!!

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  14. TRACEY! How did I miss you?! It always gives me a smile to see you here. I do soOOo love to read any and all that you post on your lovely blog! So glad you are happy here, too:) And yes, the photo is mine. Its a lovely spot just a few miles from here.

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  15. How sweet. We all need a reminder to experience this sort of thing now and again.
    Nice to meet you, fellow campaigner!

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  16. Nice to meet you too, Deniz:) I will be over to visit you soon! Yay!

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