Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Bones & Daffodils

Today I went up on Mt. Tamalpais to sense more deeply the shape my life might be taking after my mother's passing. I walked to a tree I have visited for more than 40 years. Beneath the tree were two deer bones and a spray of blooming daffodils. I have no idea who put them there or for what purpose. Encountering this combination of death and rebirth, in this place on this day, all I could do was bow in gratitude and awe to the Great Mystery that nurtures and guides us every day of our lives.

1 comment:

  1. Oh, this is breathtaking. Death and rebirth, ends and beginnings, and also a reminder of the eternal nature of existence, even after the shape we recognize is gone. I love that I was recently in Marin and can imagine (sort of) where you were. xox