Jun 03 2010
Spring and Freedom
I am sitting in my office this morning, going thru emails and such and enjoying the views….the grass so green from last night’s rain, the dead branches waiting by the fire ring to be burned, the new hooks in the 2 trees where I now hang my hammock to watch the sunsets, the trees with determination to not let those 2 nights where the temperature dipped to the 20′s and browned the newborn leaves to mar their spring into summer look, the myriad of white blossoms on the blackberry bushes [I hear that means we are going to have a plethora of blackberries this year. I can't wait since last year we had so few]. And I can’t fail to mention the white tail deer moseying along the knoll’s edge, nor the robin who keeps hopping around so joyfully.
I have 4 large windows in front of me at my desk. On one of them, something with wings – not sure what it is, clung to the window, clawing at the glass, obviously wanting its freedom. So I opened the window [it opens vertically], giving that little creature all the freedom of the entire outdoors. He remains clinging to the window even tho it is open. I’ve been watching it for 15 minutes now. He seems afraid to let go of the window and fly away.
I think that is how we are sometimes. We want the freedom to create and live our vision of what we desire and yet, when the opportunity presents itself, there we remain, clinging to our past and current lives, not even aware that the window is open and all we have to do is let go of what we know, and fly into our freedom.
This morning before I meditated, I was reading in Alan Cohen’s Handle with Prayer the following:
“You will get as much as you ask for. Ask for all that you want. Many of us are too well adjusted – we adjust our request to what we expect, rather than daring the universe (and ourselves) to match our vision. If you aim low on the pyramid, you can’t miss the target – but you do miss the view from the peak.”
So my friend is still sticking to the window. Shall I help him find out he is free???? And what about me?
Chris Rosenthal
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