Bottomless

It's funny how a word can have so many connotations, while also leading back to another word with just as many: instability. This could likely go on for ever but let's stop here.

There's even irony in doing that. By declaring a stopping point, or a point at which we chose to 'bottom out', we then have a reference point from which to build. Without a reference point we are by many definitions going to feel unstable.

Mental, emotional and physical instability can all suggest something 'bad' or not as fixed to an assigned reference norm or object as expected. It's the expectation that creates the 'bottom' from which we can evaluate stability.

Where it gets interesting is with snow and water where we get both. Bottomlessness creates instability in both cases. State of mind, however, and physical familiarity shifts what could be something very bad to something truly sublime.

Embers

Embers under ash of burning days

upon years past

spark

heart 

murmurs

of compassion 

and pain for

and against

hard truths

and

soft truths

thrust in our face

with lies

told by us

to us

for us

crying out

for 40

and 400 years

much the same

just wanting 

shared love

to prevail.

Dreams Revealed

Dreams come out only after our breathing and heart both slow down.

It's as if dreams wait for a table to be set, or for the theater lights to dim before revealing themselves . . . fashionably late sometimes.

It seems that our deepest dreams are particular about their preferred form of hospitality. Sanctuary is a word that comes to mind. No distractions. No expectations. No inhibitions.

Thankfully, sleep provides this built in daily place of refuge and safety. As a result we are able to restore our mind and body naturally. It's said to be our most powerful form of healing.

A challenge of course would be to recreate this natural rhythm of restorative sleep cycles in our waking life. In our homes, in our leisure, in our work and in every breath therein.

Could we intentionally build these cycles into the way we build and live with our homes?

Could we deliberately use the pattern of our dream-revealing sleep cycles as a guide to our daily wakeful habits? Could we recognize and honor their restorative cyclical powers in our relationships? Is this just another dream?

I think not.

At a time when cycles of all sorts seem to be at a stand still, many people have noticed the unstoppable cycles of nature for the first time. This slowdown has made it clear to many that Springtime ignored our human-based troubles. It always has.

It went ahead and set the table and dimmed the lights.

Spring is waiting for the dreams of Summer.

Let them be heard.