Each week when she posts I use it as a reminder to do my own internal version, naming three truths and a wish for myself. I’ve been tempted to blog about these things, but I’ve always held back out of deference to Jill, because it is after all her idea. I think in this digital age it can be very easy to get sloppy about co-opting ideas, or grabbing things without crediting their source, and I try not only to be careful about not doing that, but also about encouraging others to be mindful as well. I don’t think we can ever go wrong by erring on the side of respect and loving-kindness.
Today I woke up, having had a bit of an unplanned hiatus from blogging, knowing I was ready to post and thinking about what in fact I might write, and my mind kept turning again to the three truths and a wish, and also the fact that here we are well into August. Somehow those felt connected, and it occurred to me when I sat down with my first cup of coffee how.
August may be our eighth calendar month, so named after Augustus Caesar, but august also means “respected, inspiring reverence or admiration.”
So starting out with a shout out of respect and admiration for Jill’s practice, here are three facts and a fancy of my own.
Fact: Life is complicated and paradoxical. There is an underlying great strength and connectedness, and yet life is also very fragile. It’s a mistake not to remember this. Because remembering this allows us to really embrace the magic of what is, and reminds us of what’s really important. How open we can keep our hearts and how much love we can allow in and radiate back out. All of us have, or certainly will, lose fellow beings we love, and if we’re lucky our hearts will crack open and we will be gifted with even greater understanding of our unity and connection even as we are swimming in grief. And remembering that life is indeed fragile is a daily reminder to live the life you want and to be abundant in our distribution of love. As I navigate some tender heart times, I am most grateful to have found this beautiful little video that is such a magnificent testimony to what it means to dance with love while knowing death is an inevitable part of the cycle as well. This video of Michael Yates is indeed an example of august behavior and I do hope you take the time to watch.
Fact: My garden is a metaphor for my life. And in this moment my garden has returned to its wild roots – overgrown and untamed. I tend to let it go wild towards the end of summer, but this year it happened much earlier. It’s a combination of a few things, and another example of how life is complicated and paradoxical. My heart this year hasn’t been into giving the time and energy a garden requires, and it’s been easy to let nature in its wild abundance take over. But part of me is sad about not having a more traditionally beautiful-to-me garden and see this untamed mess as a failure on my part. I’ve alternated between tears and relief, never quite knowing what my response will be each day. I’m the one out of cycle with the rhythm of things.
Fact: Beauty surrounds us in an ever-changing kaleidoscope of magic. More proof that life is complicated and paradoxical, and oh so worth keeping our eyes open and our perspectives as well. There’s beauty in my overgrown garden; there’s beauty in how people come together in sadness and find their way; there’s beauty in being clear about what’s preferred for you when you experience something not-preferred. There’s beauty in knowing that sometimes we need to look at things from different sides to see its wholeness. And I happen to think this short video of an Anna’s hummingbird is a perfect reminder.
Fancy: I want to navigate in this beautiful world of ours as pure undiluted me, embodying my divine self with such joy and ease and grace I never slip. But should I in fact slip, I want to laugh and compassionately let it go, and simply return to being me full out. And I wish that for you as well.
Now it’s your turn. Do you have a fancy to share? A fact to state? A beauty to behold? Do tell – you know I love to hear.