Listen to the Wind

I can hear an old cowboy song running through my head, "Listen to the wind, wonder what he's sayin, see that willow bend, everything is swaying". It seems appropriate since I have all my windows open and a lovely breeze is blowing. However, that is not what inspired the title. I struggle a lot with what I thought was emotional instability, the up and down, back and forth. It seems like I can't keep anything still. But, as I think about it, everything we call stationary is still moving. The pendulum on a clock moves because it is keeping time. A still clock means it is dead. A tree branch moves back and forth in the wind. If it is stiff, it is dead and will eventually snap. Life means pliability and movement. I have even taken to creating art as the native people do, art meant to be blown away or biodegrade.

So, then, why would I expect my emotions to be still? Living emotions are to move and blow around like the wind. The key is the anchor! Where are your emotions anchored? I'm still figuring that out, but my card draw this morning helped. Daisy: Be yourself. Howlite: You are the foundation. Selenite: Come to your center. One quote spoke to me deeply, "When you flow between your polarities, you come to sacred center." It may take a while on this journey, but I am trying to learn to flow and live in my own way, on my own foundation. I want to sink my roots deep into Mother Nature and raise my arms to Father Universe.