Life is full of life

The other morning I was standing at my bathroom window watching life waking up all round me and suddenly it hit me that life is so full of life. Even when we think nothing is happening. Even when we think we are standing still. Life is happening all around us. Bursting with vibrancy. Eager to live. Making space to carry on.

Nothing in life remains the same. Even if it looks like it does to the naked eye. There is always something happening. Always something beginning or ending. Or something  just living in between.  My Poinciana tree that was bare the day before is suddenly full of red flowers. Full of leaves. The blue bird box that was empty before now has a family of bluebirds in it. Roses filling the little rose bushes along the walk way. Every day there is a new treasure for me to see. Asking me to recognize that life is full of life.

I inhaled deeply just thinking about how life goes on no matter what. How things change no matter what. How we change no matter what. Thinking about how sometimes I feel like a little girl trying to find my way. Then I see a friend of mine from way back and I see their features ageing. Forcing me to look at myself in the mirror to see I too am aging. To accept I am not a little girl anymore but a fifty year old woman.  Making me realize life is full of life including mine and if I don’t take an active part in it, it will live without me. Go on without me seeing the gifts and treasures so readily available to me.

I look at my children. My son looking me in the eye. His voice deep and I think of the day when they allowed me to take him home from the hospital. How terrified I was of what this little baby meant.  How no one had had shown me how to be a mother of a new born before. So how was I meant to take care of him? Panic stricken I took him home and now here he stands some 14 years later. A boy on the cusp of manhood. The years whizzing by like a race car.

As I stood at the window I saw life is really full of life. Constantly changing. Replenishing itself. Giving us what we need when we need it. Asking us to live like it does for the time we are in our physical bodies. Asking us to accept the change that comes into our lives and go with it. To stay in its flow with gratitude and grace. For when we do, we too will be like the bluebirds, butterflies, cardinals and even the huge crows that fly in and out of my yard, full of life. Full of abundance. Full of possibility never doubting there is enough for all of us because life gives us exactly what we need when we need it.

Life is so full of life. Listen to it sometimes. The songs of praise we hear from nature. Look at it sometimes. The beauty and abundance we see in nature. Be in it sometimes and then we will know without a doubt, life is full of life. Change. Growth. Possibility. Life. Namaste.