bowled over with grace


So, we bought a house. A great big ol’ house. We moved in at the end of May and I can honestly say this is the house I will die in. God willing of course. But lately, as with all houses, there has been some troubling things. First, the basement "bathroom." The toilet, she ain’t so hot. It flushes as if to say, "but why should I get rid of the gift you left for me? don’t you want me to appreciate and keep it?" Ummmm, no. Not so much. Then, singles starting sliding from our rooftop. Right above oour bedroom. Brown cracks above my head dance in the night, whispering "the sky is fallling, the sky is falling!"

But this week a new friend arrived, our neighbors tree. It began to lean and push our 6 ft. high privacy fence right over. So we agonized how to approach this. For three (or was it more) long days, we looked at the fence, watched it continue to fall. The neighbors whos tree it was are the neighbors who don’t really talk to us so much. Not that they were mean, or were rude, far from it. They just don’t go out of their way to say hello, don’t look in our direction if we are outside at the same time. So anyway, all of this to say that we were really nervous to talk to them.

So Friday afternoon, we went over, and began to tell them about the tree, and asked if they could come out and give it a look. Well, not only did they give it a look, they took out their hand tools (saws and whatnot) and began to work in the 90+ degree work. A few hours later, they stopped, and then started right back at it with a chain saw the next morning. We were and still are and most likely will be for a long time, amazed.

Amazed at how wonderful people are. Amazed at the generosity of our neighbors wo don’t say much in words, but say so much in their actions. G-R-A-C-E. Huge ass whopper of grace.
A prayer for our neighbors and all Gods people.

To the Creator, for the ultimate gift of life, I thank you.

To the mineral nation that has built and maintained my bones and all foundations of life experience, I thank you.

To the plant nation that sustains my organs and body and gives me healing herbs for sickness, I thank you.

To the animal nation that feeds me from your own flesh and offers your loyal companionship in this walk of life, I thank you.

To the human nation that shares my path
as a soul upon the sacred wheel of Earthly life, I thank you.

To the Spirit nation that guides me invisibly
through the ups and downs of life and for carrying the torch of light through the Ages. I thank you.

To the Four Winds of Change and Growth, I thank you.

You are all my relations, my relatives, without whom I would not live. We are in the circle of life together,
co-existing, co-dependent, co-creating our destiny. One, not more important than the other.  One nation evolving
from the other and yet each dependent upon the one above and
the one below. All of us a part of the Great Mystery.

Thank you for this Life.

– Silver Wolf Walks Alone
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2 thoughts on “bowled over with grace

  1. Beautifully said! I always hope that the feeling of being bowled over by grace sticks around so that I remember & live better. I’m a-gonna try …

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