Sacred Wildflowers

“Wildflowers are the loveliest of all because they grow in uncultivated soil, in those hard, rugged places where no one expects them to flourish. They are resilient in ways a garden bloom could never be. People are the same, son—the most exquisite souls are those who survive where others cannot. They root themselves, along with their companions, wherever they are, and they thrive.”
~Micheline Ryckman~

The resiliency of the human spirit is beautiful. We learn that we can overcome our challenges. Our rough edges become facets that reflect the light of love. The dance of our transformation is always in play and together we will discover the myriad nuances of Oneness.

In the process of our collective evolution, we must first consciously tend to our own gardens. Observe what makes you thrive and fill your experience with that. Let life and laughter nurture your soul and as you mature, share the seeds of infinite possibility with the world.

Let us learn from the wildflowers. Honor your brief experience here by being your authentic self. Spring up in the unlikeliest of places. Let your presence give those in your presence a moment of beauty as you reach for the sun.


Be Filled With Wonder

“The invariable mark of wisdom is to see the miraculous in the common.”

One of the things I love best about writing these daily meditations is the need to consistently take new pictures. In the midst of my gratitude walk I enjoy looking for something beautiful to share with you. This desire causes me to immerse myself in the world around me,  see through the eyes of a child and pause to fully experience whatever has captured my attention.

The wildflowers pictured above are incredibly tiny and grow in a small clump in the mulch next to the path upon which I walk. Their simple beauty and transient nature encourages me to enjoy the present moment. Walking the same path each day for years has taught me the importance of appreciation as I watch consciousness express itself in various forms.

The sky is a living, moving canvas of inspiration. The chatter and interactions of the birds never fails to bring a smile to my face. The flowers sustain the pollinators and share their beauty with the world. And most importantly, I am grateful for you, gentle reader. Thank you for your participation in the awakening of my spirit. Because of you, I have learned the power of Presence.