You Fly With Two Wings

Wings Like EaglesPoster by PraisePaintings

I recently heard someone say something like this: You fly with two wings - one is intention, the other is faith. I felt surprised that the second one wasn't "action" (I had been expecting it to be when he was saying this.) But I felt a flutter of excitement and a resonance in my spirit, and memorized the idea.

A couple days later, my frustration with a particular aspect of my life became unbearable and I declared to myself that something was going to move within the next two days - there just was going to be some movement, and that's all there was to it. I simply couldn't bear it anymore. But how was I to accomplish this when there was no "massive action" to take? There really didn't seem to be anything I could do.

The next day I became more brave and realized there was something I could open up myself to more than I had before - so, with fear and trembling, I did.

And something moved.

That's when I remembered the wise words spoken the week before: You fly with two wings - one is intention, the other is faith. My intention had become so strong that it was finally a wing with which to fly.

My faith had also become stronger - I knew that something had to happen, and believed that it would, even though I didn't know what nor how. When the invitation to greater bravery presented itself, I recognized it as my opportunity to flap that little wing of faith.

There was action on my part, yet it was a tiny action (though massive internally), and it was action that flowed naturally and fluidly from my intention and faith.

So, with these newly strong wings, I will fly.

I'm not sure where I'm going or what I will find, but at least I am flying. ♥

One Strawberry

It was hard to get out of bed this morning. Yesterday had brought more sadness into my life and I had tried unsuccessfully to lift myself out of it. When I did manage to crawl out of bed (corners of my mouth turned down), the phone rang, delivering more trouble. After hanging up, I looked around my kitchen and realized that, as much as I had been trying to think positively, lots of things in my family were not going well. A year or so ago, it had seemed like things might be finally turning around for us. But the last few months made me wonder if the light at the end of the tunnel had just been a firefly passing by in the night.

And to top it all off, the strawberries were moldy.

I had been eating oatmeal with berries for breakfast the last two weeks as part of my weight loss plan. Yesterday I had blueberries, and today was supposed to be strawberries. The berries were a crucial part of the plan for several reasons, not least of which was that, since I was avoiding all sugar, the oatmeal was quite bland without the sweetness of berries.

Before feeling sorry for my berry-less self, I decided to inspect the strawberries closely to see if any had managed to avoid the mold. One had. One clean, juicy, beautiful red strawberry. I wondered if it would be enough. I drew from the drawer my sharp little paring knife and sliced the strawberry into tiny pieces over my oatmeal. It looked so good, I decided to take a picture.

That's when it hit me: I had found a way to appreciate what I had rather than focusing on what I didn't have. I embraced what was "right" and forgot about what was "wrong."

But would it withstand the taste test? I felt hopeful as I sat down at the table next to my daughter and lifted the first spoonful to my mouth. It tasted delicious. Just enough natural sweetness in every bite, spoonful after spoonful. (Okay, truth in reporting: there was about one tablespoon left without berries at the end and I fed it to the dog. But, hey, I was full anyway.)

Who knew breakfast could be a conduit for joy? That one strawberry reminded me once again that, though there are struggles and pain and sadness, if we look closely, with appreciation and an open heart, we can find what we need and turn our attention to what is good and beautiful. (And it's not just strawberries!)

What is good and beautiful in your life today? Find and embrace it. ♥

"From now on, brothers and sisters, if anything is excellent and if anything is admirable, focus your thoughts on these things: all that is true, all that is holy, all that is just, all that is pure, all that is lovely, and all that is worthy of praise." ~ Philippians 4:8 Common English Bible

Open Hearts Spiritual Direction

photo by Meagan Nicole Photography

One of the things I love about facebook is that I have found soul friends there who brighten my days with their writing and conversation, challenge my thinking and doing and being, pray and send love when I am in need, and help me find my way when I feel lost. Some of them I have met in person; most I have not.

It is a remarkable world here in cyberspace. It is a giant, enormous world, with so much love, and so much pain. Behind these screens are living, breathing men and women, boys and girls. My prayer for all is that in-person hugs and love and friendship abound. My hope is that as we encourage and teach and share with one another via this medium, we will all grow and change, and people will draw closer to each other spiritually, emotionally, and physically. We need each other. And the good news is, we have each other!

I confess that I have become a fan of those images with inspirational sayings on them that some wonderful people send through my newsfeed. A couple weeks ago I was experiencing "inspiration overload" and felt rather annoyed by them. Then I realized it was because I was taking some too seriously, and others not seriously enough. When I opened my heart to receive, I found that my heart led me to take some lightly (perhaps I didn't agree with them, or wasn't ready for them, or felt too "triggered" by them, and that's okay) and to take others deeply, thoroughly, into my being. There is so much available to us for our personal and spiritual development, and we get to choose!

So, in the spirit of spreading the love, I have created a page, Open Hearts Spiritual Direction, where I will share glimpses of my journey and invite you to share some of yours as well. I will also be posting some of those inspirational images, as I have just discovered photobucket and am finding great pleasure in discovering and co-creating meaningful works of art. :) My goal is to post a blessing each morning and each evening, reminiscent of the morning and evening vespers in monasteries and other sacred gathering places. We will have to imagine the sound of the bells.

I hope that you will consider joining me.

With love,

Melanie ♥
                 

Listen to your dreams (waking and sleeping),
Follow your heart (it's quietly leading),
Live out your passions (answer the call),
Discover your joy (feeling it all),
Open to love (let it flow in your heart),
Now is the moment (create a new start).

"The whole purpose of spiritual direction is to penetrate beneath the surface of a person’s life, to get behind the façade of conventional gestures and attitudes which one presents to the world, and to bring out one’s inner spiritual freedom, one’s inmost truth." ~ Thomas Merton 

Open Hearts Spiritual Direction Walking with you while you find your way.

To learn more about spiritual direction or to find a spiritual director in your area visit Spiritual Directors International.

Tapping World Summit

                                 

I'm excited about this - Tapping World Summit 2012 - looks fun and potentially life-changing (weight loss, finances, sleep, relationships, pain relief, and more). The little bit of tapping/Emotional Freedom Technique that I have done in the past has actually helped me quite a bit with some personal growth issues. My sister recently told me that it is being used successfully to help veterans with PTSD. So, I signed up - it's free - starts Monday. I like that it will be a "tap-along". . . sort of like a sing-along :) . . . working through the different areas/needs. Check it out and see what you think! ♥

Tapping World Summit

                                                        

                                                                   

If The Dragon. {Poem}

Kneeling Knight photo by Ryan Myer

During a dark time in the life of our family, several years ago, I wrote this poem for my children (teens at the time) to help them heal. They felt grateful and moved, and one of them taped his copy inside his school locker to read every day. Now, I share it with you, with love.


If The Dragon


If the dragon were a heartache
Would you fight it to the end
Brandish every sword you own,
Each weapon to offend


Would you but spare the innocent,
Forgive the guilty, too,
While conquering the frightful foe 
Now ruling over you


—Or would you cower in your armor
In the corner of your life,
Let the dragon go on dragging
Hearts through agony and strife


If the fire on the mountain
Were the anger in your chest,
If the enemy surrounding you
Refused to let you rest,


Would you face the mountain bravely,
Grit your teeth and set your will
—Or lie down among the wild rose
Upon the quiet hill


Would you fall upon your sword
With a final anguished cry
—Or slowly, steadily live to save
The soldiers left to die


Would you be the hero of the tale
Your soul so longs to tell—
If the dragon were a heartache
—And your quest were to be well.    ♥

A Balm For Our Home (A Winter Homeschooling Story)

(Winter Wonderland photo by Ryan Myer)

February 1996 found the inside of our home as blustery as the snowy wind outside.

My 8-year-old daughter's cystic fibrosis had taken a turn for the worse and our time was consumed with administering treatments and medications and hashing out insurance problems on the phone. My 5-year-old responded to the chaos with daily temper tantrums, and my 3-year-old constantly cried and begged to be held. In the midst of this storm I was trying to homeschool.

We can't get behind, I exhorted myself. Our math program called for daily drills, our spelling workbook demanded a page a day, our terrific science curriculum required frequent nature walks with detailed journal entries and research, the planaria we were raising had to have their water changed daily, and our engaging history unit studies were full of elaborate projects. We had to keep learning, keep doing. Not only because it was good and right, but because we lived in Pennsylvania.