28 Aug

Wisdom Surrounds Us

Always, life calls to us, speaks to us, if we can hear. Life, this living organism, has its own wisdom. I have heard in women’s dreams that there is a way we can be part of that wisdom, directly affecting the life around us. And one of the ways that women can help life is through trust in the unseen, the inner, the soul.

A mother tells me of how, many years ago, she tried to wean her son. The first night, she heard him crying, and doubts filled her. Her husband told her to hold on, to wait. That night she went to sleep deeply worried. And then came this dream.

I saw my little boy lying in his bed. There I could see a beautiful green vine that rose up from his body to far above. Every worry left me. From this dream, I knew he had his own connection that would nourish him. I could let go.

When I heard her dream, it was like a gift, a blessing. From empty nest to full, from sadness to joy, there are so many transitions in a woman’s life. Each time, our heart has to let go, even when there is no outer sign or reason to trust.

I have held on too tightly at times. Even though I know that we must hold love lightly. One early morning, standing in the kitchen, waking up from a restless night, I realized that I had to trust this sacred stream of life. I needed to live in a completely different way. The Tao speaks of this way of being—a way that, for many years, I had yearned to live.

That night, I had a dream. It felt personal, but also spoke of a collective possibility.  

A woman leads me to a new structure that is spacious and simple inside, a structure built by men. They had tapped into a new source of water coming from deep within the earth. The water surges up clear and pure, as if from a spring. It pours out from the earth, but then I am concerned. Will this deplete the groundwater?

I am told that this water comes from a different source that is unending. It cannot be exhausted. I notice pieces of wood on shelves, each one unique, carved by hand. These pieces are needed for the mechanism that ensures the water supply. I am shown that this water is for the community. And that every community can access the water in the same way.

Our culture is in a place where we don’t believe in any of this. Not personally, or culturally. How many times have I reached that point, where there is no sense of light in a difficult situation that seems beyond help. And yet, in prayer, in the heart crying, the water of grace can come into my life. And then comes gratitude. One morning, I hear upon waking these words that rise up out of silence: Without joy, there can be no love. 

So this I contemplate, how to allow joy? It seems incongruous in our times, with so much loss. But this is a way. A real way to live that serves the community, that serves life. 

Comments

  • Tracey Harrington says,

Thank you Anne,

simple and profound message that can shift everything.

much love

  • Kristina Turner says,

Dearest Anne,
This water is your voice. Pure and clear. Bless you and thank you for bringing this up from your deep inner listening.

  • Juliana says,

How to allow joy? Just the invitation I needed right now. The psalm for today in the Catholic liturgy is Ps 98. These are the words of my chant. Wish I could sing it:
Let the voices of the people make a joyful noise.
Let us blend in Harmony.
Let the sea and all that fills it laugh and a clap with joy,
For your love has set us free.
Thank you, Anne. We profit from your deep listening and sharing.

  • anne says,

Thank you all for sharing your reflections, and insights.

  • Joan says,

Thank you for your words of wisdom and sharing of dreams. They are truth within guiding our way. There is so much joy in this moment, now.

  • Julia says,

Lately, it seems to me that rememberance helps cultivate joy. So, I am trying to remember the Beloved more and more.

I also want to remember my dreams more again and listen to their deep wisdom. So far, they still seem a bit disjointed and unmeaningful, but I want to stick with it. For I too want guidance on how to live in harmony with this unending source. Maybe it is what can help heal the Earth...

  • anne says,

Some years ago, when I went to bed asking how to help the Earth, I awoke with these words, as if from a dream: 'A song for the earth of joy.' Yes, thank you for sharing your reflections.

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