There’s a dancing in the trees. Did you notice it today when you went outside? Even in the grocery store parking lot and on the highway where everybody’s in a rush, aching to be somewhere other than where they are….the dancing…its there, too. I feel it. Do you?
It’s something like a little itch inside and when you shine light on it, it starts to shimmy. Just a little bit. But still, it’s there. It’s fresh and alive…and it feels new. Like a baby worm inching it’s way along on a cold, windy day. It’s unsure of itself. Until you start to listen, until you start to turn the sunshine on. And then…it begins to feel heard, seen, invited to be what it was always meant to be. This baby worm, its really a butterfly in disguise and the dancing in the trees…is really your heart finding its wings, soaring in the way it was meant to---free and alive and hopeful. Not naïve, but filled with belief in the goodness of life. Not afraid, but trusting in the beauty that is meant for you. Not hesitant, but sure, sure of the You in you, in the magic in you, in the love that you are in your core.
So this week…I invite you to feel the dancing in the trees and in your Self, to find that lightness, that hope, and dwell there. Put your mind in the back seat and give your dancing heart the reins. Ok? Here, let me give you a taste of how that feels. From my dancing heart to yours…no matter where you are in the world...a joy that is always available to you, a joy that wants to get up and dance: