Light

I realized last evening that I have been taking these long summer days for granted. I have been preoccupied with plumbers, carpenters and electricians. This morning, I took a moment to greet the new day with my full concentration. The span ahead of many bright hours lifted my drowsy morning spirits. "How fortunate, " I thought, "to have late evenings after long days of hammering and the screech of old wood being wrenched from its peaceful rest."

So much of any practice is being in the moment. Learning to sweep up sawdust with tranquil satisfaction brings rewards. Opening a home to complete strangers who then transform it into something different requires trust and perseverance, but the process informs and fortifies. Letting the light in from unusual places enables me to see new things about myself and my path. 

Fear makes the still darkness look attractive at times. We first come to conscious life in the security of the womb. It is the most basic psychological home for which our fearful or weary minds yearn. Rejecting fear is a rebirth every time. Emerging into the light of my own truth, my own reality in the moment is the first step to healthy growth and healthy choices. 

I will try to relish the long days. I will try to use their light to see clearly and live fully. I am amazed by this planet and my place on it in the vast Universe.