Monday, November 19, 2012

A Time of Harvest

This morning I woke up to the dynamic twittering sound of birds in the big camphor tree.   A feast was in the works out back. A hundred or more feathered friends had gathered on its wide thick  branches, gobbling up the plentiful black berries the old tree had yielded.  The dynamic energy of their activity was enlivening. So much so it got me to thinking about the abundance of nature this time of year.  The harvest.  A time of receiving and a time of letting go. Sharing.

Later as I was sweeping off the patio laden with leftover berries, I smiled thinking about the lessons in nature.  Our neighbor's tall oak has been showering his tin roof in a steady rhythm of acorns that sound like a shoot-out in an old time western. Knowing the harmonious source of this barrrage makes me joyful.   Each little acorn holds the potential of becoming a big oak tree, and each tree holds the potential of a forest. Some will fall on good soil and others on surfaces less than ideal for fruitage.  It makes me think about the personal agendas I create that often block the flow of God's creativity.  The blessings are overflowing, but have no room to grow because of all my stuff that's in the way, blocking the soil for success.

This week of Thanksgiving is a time of appreciation. The harvest is plentiful, but we must make room in our hearts and minds to receive the bounty. 

It is a time to reflect on our spiritual nature and in gratitude give thanks for all our infinite blessings.

Enjoy your day with the Angels.