Weaving Life

I shoveled my driveway! Let me tell you why that draws quite an excitement through me. Two years ago today, I was facing colon surgery after being diagnosed with stage three colon cancer. It is taking a while to return back to some kind of physical form in terms of strength and endurance. It's a gradual process and one must maintain vigil to one's pace and humanness. I guess I could hire someone to shovel for me or call on a friend, but something inside me urges me on, encouraging me that "I can do it!" Yes, our spirit whose gifts are limitless cheers us on and makes us feel that we can climb mountains. But we must pay attention to our humanness where shortcomings and imbalances live. It's so gratifying, though when we do tasks and feats that we are not sure about. I cherish the time that I had in shoveling as it had positives. FIrst, I am connecting with "snow" - the gift from our mother, Second, I am taking care of what I was given. The home where I am realizing so many blessings. We, humans, are pitiful. It is our animal relations who are so in touch with nature and all its creations. A bird lives in a nest simply made from what it only needs. No private rooms for bathing, eating and sleeping needed. She lives within her means. We do not. As I shovel, I think about those kinds of things and offer my gratitude for being allowed certain privileges. The webs that we have made at times are not exactly the ones made for us. But we adjust, adapt and try our best in all our efforts. We offer thanks for bringing balance back to our webs so that we can continue with inaa' - life!