I had a dream the
other night. I was in a grand cathedral for a funeral. A young man, who turned
out to be my brother in the dream, was dancing down the aisle. A friend said:
“If it were my dream I’d be asking, ‘What am I burying? What am I celebrating?’”
I had written a
column a few years back about burying. A friend was explaining to me about a
ritual she had done. Each person had a stick which they decorated with what
represented all their cares, concerns, and complaints. Then they went outside
and buried them. I thought about that for a while and then I said, “I wouldn’t
bury my stick, I would plant it.”
Isn’t that what we
tend to do with our difficulties and dilemmas? We often bury them, hoping
they’ll go away, or ignore them and pretend they don’t exist. No, I thought. I
want to plant my problems. I want to use them as fodder for the future. I want
to, yes, put them behind me, but in such a way that they are the foundation for
something else to grow. They are the steps in the unlimited possibilities of
the abun-dance of life.
What am I planting
this season? I’m finding in my healing work that my clients continue to teach
me, and reflect my story back to me. Most recently I had a client tell me that
they felt they were meant to do great things. Ah, this was an ‘aha’ moment! How
often had I felt this very thing, along with the shame and guilt that what I am
doing now is not enough, that who I am now is not enough.
So I plant this
guilt, this shame, this judgment, this comparison. And I celebrate my
uniqueness, my individual gifts, my value and my worth at this moment. Today I
choose the abun-dance of Life using all the steps I made to get here as my own
beautiful creation.