I was asking myself something about a concern I had,
when a little voice came through and said
‘you don’t have to figure it out’.
Not only that, the little voice said:
‘turn and look out your window;
now tell the alders, tell the cedars, tell the pines
and lastly, tell the firs your concerns.
Give it to them – you have nothing to figure out.’
And you know what? I did.
I gave them all my questions and concerns and
they whispered back: ‘go about your day, we’ll bring
your answers up from the belly of the earth and
drop them at your feet while you sleep.’
Now I know why Mary Oliver says that everything adores being alive.
Love, Bethie
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