So here I go again, talking to nature. Do you know that nature truly has it’s own language? I find the fastest way to actually comprehend what nature is communicating to us at any given time is to simply listen with our hearts. If we take a moment to just stop, take a deep breath and pause in observance of what the universe has abundantly supplied to us, our lives would be so much less complicated.
Last evening I went outside on my back porch to find a huge beetle flying around me. At first I was a bit freaked out because it was so big…and they fly….and they look scary…right? My second thought was wishing it would just fly away, far away from me, and eventually it did. Then tonight when I walked out on to my porch, there was another beetle. This one was not quite as large, however, for some reason he decided to take a nose dive right into my face, ha! I used my hands to wave him away but he came right back and landed in my hair. Well, that is when I guess one could have mistaken me for doing some wild American Indian tribal dance. My arms were flying and legs jumping and I was making my own nature sounds. Noises and sounds that ward off predators. I got that beetle to stop landing on me for sure. Yet that is when I just paused, took that breath, and make the choice to be grateful for his visit. And this is what I heard….
Are you loving yourself today? I mean truly, deeply, loving yourself today? Now is the time to step into your power more intently than you ever have before. This is a time for transformation. How are you nurturing yourself? Do you eat foods that replenish or deplete your body? Are you being gentle with yourself regarding your thoughts and feelings? Beetles teach us persistence with patience and a easy going charm. They remind us to trust when we don’t think we can, ( like when he was flying into my face, ha! ) They remind us that by allowing trust and love into our present moments, we can in fact fly into our most treasured dreams come true. There are beetles that are literally born in dung. That reminds me of a an old saying that I had heard my mother quote a thousand times. ” That person could fall into a bucket of poop and come out smelling like a rose.” Ha! That is basically what transforms with a beetle. It is born in the feces and suddenly it discovers that it has these powerful wings to fly and out it goes, hoping for a nice rain bath. Yet just as swiftly, it brings itself in for a landing, grounding itself on this practical earth. For just as when we humans are driven to manifest a goal, the beetle knows that with stable balance, patience and persistence, the authenticity of our truest self becomes a abundant reality.
Hmmm…I think I feel a song coming on. 🙂
♫ /She loves you Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, ♫ She loves you Yeah, Yeah, Yeah ♫ ♫ She loves you Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah ! ♫
I guess it is only natural when I am talking so much about Beatles, Oops, I mean Beetles, right? 😉
Jam on Lovelings,