Feeding the Light in Me

"Something in our very fiber knows where the light is." M. Nepo

My reading today reminded me to watch buds, shoots, plants, as they stretch
and grow this spring and be aware of their relationship to the light above and the dark below.
Imagine it as a mirror of something in me about to break ground.

I became a bit confused about the light and dark and the spirit and inwardness that he was talking about. It all seemed mysterious. But what I am planning to ponder today, beyond my amazement in the new growth and green that I have so missed this winter, is the idea of our inward contemplation and our heart's desire. Our spirit is drawing us to the light and the ease of life-our calling, our passion, our easy place. And our inwardness can keep us grounded and secure as we start to shoot up toward our desires. Our dark keeps us steady, but can only take us so far. It needs light to expand and root even further. Courage, strength, and determination build when the foundation of security is steady. A steady body and mind create the base for a heart to expand and grow.

I am picturing my chest lifted to the light, so that my soul can soak up the rays.

Do you have a secure base so that you can let your deepest desires come to light?

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