|Image by Ulrike Leone from Pixabay|
After months of feeling uncertain, I’m beginning to have
more feelings of possibility. It’s still like standing at the edge of darkness,
but there are flashes of something out there. They don’t feel like those
scary “what ifs” I’ve been thinking through all this and even before. Though when
you look to the future, anything is possible, even the worst. But in this
moment, it feels like an opening, an invitation to something better.
This morning I heard a bird call that I hadn’t heard before. It was strange, almost exotic. It might have been the Buick wren that has graced the property in the past, but its call was different now. Way up in the large Brisbane box tree in our front yard, this little bird pierced the air with a single note over and over before the other birds were awake. I was awake. I witnessed this call.
Out of the past, we arrive in this moment. Changed by what came before, we find different words coming from us. Different thoughts move through us and move us to step into a new world. One word, one step, one foot in front of the other on into a future we can’t fully see but create in this moment. Time doesn’t move us. We move time. We shift our perspective with those new words and thoughts and with each step, change everything. It is within our power to create a world based on this new song that is rising, forming within us right now.
I think the bird in the tree outside, the one with a new note is forming a new song, is sharing a new message and creating its world as we ride the seasons into another fall, another chance to let go of the old and rest and take some steps towards that darkness full of possibility until we finally realize we are the light piercing the darkness, making our desire for a better world come true.