― Albert Camus
This tree caught my attention on a recent walk to the little park near our home. I think this is an oak tree. In the summertime, I don’t think I would be as likely to notice her interesting trunk features or the clumps of mistletoe in the upper branches.
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Welcome wellness!
Welcome spring!
Welcome sunshine!
Let us sing!
Sing with the birds
Sing to the trees!
Sing to your neighbors.
Just don’t sneeze.
Go ahead and sneeze.
But turn your head
Or sneeze in your elbow.
Be safe instead.
Welcome life!
Welcome buds!
Welcome blossoms!
Welcome bees!
Welcome geckos
On my tree.
Welcome wellness.
Set us free.
I interrupted a couple of geckos on my mimosa tree a couple of days ago. I don’t know if they were fighting or courting. But as I tried to get closer with my phone camera, the closest one turned around and faced me, opening it’s mouth. I didn’t hear a hiss, but that was the effect. I backed off.
This is about the time I got “hissed” at.
Don’t they look like dinosaurs?
My azaleas are looking better than ever. Nature doesn’t know about the virus. Nature continues on, flourishing in spring abundance.
Here’s a photo I took of dogwood blossoms in twilight.
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One of the good things about getting older is that we know spring will come. The storms of winter can make us stronger and wiser if we’re willing to learn new skills.
Sometimes we cover the tender plants, and sometimes we wait and see. Letting nature take its course can be scary. But waiting has sometimes worked better for me than trying to fix things my way.
I’m still learning to let go and let God work with my grown-up kids. Trying to “help” my kids too much was not always what they needed. At times, helping them was the right thing to do. But there were other times when standing back would help them figure things out for themselves. Now that they are grown, I need to step back more and let God work. It’s not easy. I’m still going to help them. But I’ll remember that even in past winters when early hydrangea leaves froze, the bush didn’t die. It grew new leaves in the spring. Even that summer when my well-meaning husband ran the little hydrangea over with the lawn mower, it came back. It must have deep roots.
I’m not going to let my adult children freeze, starve, or get run over by a lawn mower if I can help it. I’d face a lawn mower for them today, if I thought it would help. But I also know they can and have faced their own lawn mowers, and unlike a hydrangea, they can get out of the way. But I digress.
Trying to find a husband my way didn’t work in the long run, though it did teach me important lessons about loving myself and setting boundaries. When I gave my soulmate search to God, God seemed to take an awfully long time, but it was only five years. During that time, I got to practice patience. And God did an awesome job!
So, I need to remind myself of how God comes through for us, even if it takes longer then we think it should. I have to remember that God has a plan for my grown-up children.
Is there something you need to turn over to the care of God?
God’s got it covered.
Spring is on the way.
Photo by my daughter, Ayla
I just love this song and have been waiting months to share it. It’s a sad-sounding song, yet, it encourages us to hang on to our hopes, because time will bring spring back around. And if we happen to misplace our hopes, we can build them again.
Here’s an uncommon arrangement by the original artists:
Here’s a post by OneAnna65, about magic:
https://cancerkillingrecipe.wordpress.com/2015/02/07/believing/#comment-15378
Her post got me thinking about a question that’s been floating around in my mind for a while:
What is magic?
Avatar Exhibit, Children’s Museum, Indianapolis
Some things that seem like magic, can be explained by science. But they are still magical. Like magnetism, fire flies, thunder, lightening, rainbows, mushrooms making fairy circles….
The Pandoran wood sprites in the photo to the right, moved magically to anything that came close to the wall projection where they lived. Of course there is a scientific explanation for that, but it was still magical. It was especially magical being there with the children who didn’t try to figure out the technology that made this happen. They just enjoyed being there.
Even when I understand the science, it’s still magic.
The true magic, I believe, is not the kind where a man with a black cape and wand pulls a rabbit out of a hat.
The magic I believe in is broad and spiritual. It has something to do with the “Law of Attraction.” But I believe it also has to do with the influence and assistance of angels, spirit guides, and ultimately, ever present, all knowing God, the Great Spirit.
I don’t like to put God in a box. God is beyond gender, beyond our understanding. Though if we pay attention, we may glimpse God through nature, other people and miracles.
God makes the biggest, best magic.
Like making things work out in the long run. And bringing long lost loves back together again when the time is right….
…..And the marvelous tapestry of things contained on and in planet Earth.
We only need to open our eyes and minds and hearts.
Magic is all around us.
Magic lives in snowflakes and ice crystals, in daffodils and cocooned caterpillars, waiting for the warm sunlight to bring new life.
Magic lives in believing that spring is coming, even though we don’t feel it yet.
Magic lives in silly things like cats playing in paper bags and baby giggles.
Magic lives in the vibration of drum beats and heart beats, guitar strings and virgin wings taking flight.
This is my 111th post on this blog. Is that magic?
Anything is Possible! 