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“What if…?” is one of the most transformative questions we ever ask ourselves.
What if…I dare to love that person?
What if…I risk learning/trying/thinking something new?
What if…I say, ‘I’m sorry’?
What if…I fail (in public) (spectacularly)?
What if…I tell the truth?
What if…I admit I feel what I feel, or want what I want?
What is your ‘what if’ right now?
Failing is not making a mistake.
Failing is refusing to try again.
Madeleine L’Engle took the word tesseract out of geometry (where it is a cubed cube) and made it a verb (to tesser) in her classic book, A Wrinkle in Time.
‘To tesser’ is to fold time and space simultaneously so that you can step from where you are to where you want to be without the ‘traveling’ part.
I (personally) cannot do this yet, but ‘what if’?
What if you were granted one tesser, how would you use it?
[PS Apropos yesterday’s post, A Wrinkle in Time gleaned somewhere over 40 rejection notices before Farrar, Straus, Giroux took a chance on it.]
Marie Kondo (of The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up fame) just had a baby.
Is it unfair to feel just the teeniest bit gleeful about her upcoming experience of discovering that two-year olds have their own life-changing magic?
And it has nothing to do with tidying up?
Judging by myself, most of us think of wholeness as something to which we need to work, grow, aspire. We think wholeness is what happens (eventually, hopefully) when we ‘fix’ ourselves or are ‘fixed.’
What if it isn’t?
that you are one with the universe
just as you are?
Today is the last day of Imbolc.
It is a good day for reflecting on the seeds you have been planting (or the seeds you will plant when the ground is a little warmer and the weather slightly more settled.)
And then you may want to create a small ceremony of farewell to this season with this prayer of release. You can offer it at the back door or from a back window (or wherever you want!)
awakening fresh hopes,
broadcasting emotion and energy,
blowing through my life
in unpredictable tempests:
my thanks for your exuberance,
stirring me from winter quiet.
My gratitude for your unsettling nudges
and over-flowing whimsy.
May your dancing presence journey north,
clad in rainbow color,
scented with blessing.
Fare you well. Fare you well.
Welcome to Beltane
And today is the first day in Beltane.
What are the crops (inward and outward) you hope to grow under the summer sun?
What health/common good/joy/wisdom/ wonder do you want to nurture?
What are you prepared to pull up and discard to insure enough space and nutrients for your desired bounty?
Here is a prayer-reflection from two Beltanes ago, calling on the elements to empower you.
Wild Beltane Wind,
lift me on your tempestuous strength
and cast me forward into witness.
Renewing Beltane Fire,
temper all the impurities that weaken me
and set me aflame with creative passion.
Rushing Beltane Water,
flood through me, clarifying and cleansing,
becoming a fountain of refreshment for those who thirst.
Fertile Beltane Earth,
furrow me deep until I am unconditional welcome,
and an abundant field bearing holiness.
Text © 2016, Andrea La Sonde Anastos
Photos © 2015, 2016 Immram Chara, LLC