Be brave & share with others...

Today our sweet firefly Liva talks to me about being brave, bold and a Wild FloweRebel.

Liva’s call to share light and be a Wild FloweRebel helps me focus on what’s important.

I know we each have a seed of the Divine Presence in us, a spark of love, the breath of life. Many metaphors describe how our soul connects to the mystery of being.

I also know that we are meant to grow this connection to the Divine and share it with others.

Being part of the Wild FloweRebellion means connecting with the Beauty within me and choosing to seeing Beauty in the world around me.

This is rebellious because there can be so much that tempts me to despair, to feel depressed, to hide.

But choosing to live as a FloweRebel means knowing and accepting that I am called in my own particular, unique way to take Beauty into the world. Again and again.

And I need to be reminded to do this. Again and again.

There’s a wonderful scene in Roxanne where Steve Martin puts a coin in a newspaper dispensing machine, takes out the paper, looks at the front page, and then screams. He then pays money to put the newspaper back in the dispenser.

I feel this way often. Not only do I want to bury the news in a metal box on a street corner, I want to retreat, make a fort in our garden, watch our puppy chase dragonflies and our kitty hunt lizards. The garden, the dog, the dragonfly, the cat, the lizard are all essential to my well-being and I also remind myself~

be brave, 

share with others 

know that Beauty is wild 

and travels on the wind… 

Planting seeds of kindness, hope, laughter and love matters.

Planting flower seeds matters too. I watch them germinate and feel hope. I see them grow and blossom and feel delight. I see bees arrive and I find wonder in pollen, fruit, vegetables, food, eating, life. 

How connected I am to a squash blossom and a bee.

It’s been ages since I’ve seen a newspaper dispensing machine. I use coins less and less. And yet being taken out by news I read on my phone can happen quickly. Suddenly, I’m attempting to breathe and find my footing. 

I probably wasn’t created to handle a stream of challenging stories and pictures from the entire world. News from one village is most likely more than enough for my capacity to feel empathy, help in some way and still carry light, kindness and hope. 

And yet here I am with a device that fits in my pocket which if I’m not careful and I allow it to~ distracts me from the beauty of a full moon rising or the first rain after a long hot summer.

How does this mean I live?

I don’t want to become hardened and I don’t want to be a hermit, well, truth is, sometimes I do, but I know we are called to make the world better, to share our light and this means engaging. 

Engaging means filling with Beauty, taking in little moments of loveliness, allowing them to bring delight, a smile….

Our puppy chasing our cat through the house while painters patch a drywall repair. I hear the paws on the plastic that covers the floor and the new sounds make me laugh. 

And then when my own well is full and overflowing, I share with others. And even when I don’t feel brimming with light, may I share with others anyways. Often I find that the simple act of reaching out with light fills me with light too.

May I re-find again and again the belief that planting a seed of goodness matters a lot. One seed. Tiny steps. Starting today. 

Join me as a Wild FloweRebel.

Wishing you tiny steps seeing & sharing Beauty. The world needs your light.

Peace,

Kathleen