Look….out

Mary Muncil
Eleanor on the meditation cushions

When I woke up yesterday morning, an image flashed before my eyes that almost made me laugh. It was as if I could see “Life” standing at my front door with Its hand outstretched saying “Come with me. It doesn’t matter what you did yesterday or last year or what you never did. Today is a fresh start, a new beginning. Step into it!” Later that morning, I was driving along the river and a red-tailed hawk flew in front of my car to the other side of the road, grabbed a snake, and flew back across my path toward the river.

I read a wonderful Ram Dass quote a few days ago that said, “The next message you need is always right where you are.”

Come, come, whoever you are
Wanderer, worshipper, lover of leaving.
It doesn’t matter.
Ours is not a caravan of despair.
Come, even if you have broken your vow a hundred times
Come, yet again, come, come.

RUMI

Published by Mary Muncil

I work as a spiritual counselor, offering private sessions with individuals by phone. I also paint and create mixed-media pieces.

11 thoughts on “Look….out”

  1. A reminder that life begins anew each day…I plan to use my day, today, in a good way..
    xoxo Marian

  2. Ahhhhh.. Rumi. I love his poems and inspirations. Thank you for this today, Mary. Just what I needed this morning. A fresh look, a new start, a continuation of faith and trust in the universal goodness of all.

  3. A new start…every day. What more could one ask for.

    Love the Ram Dass quote, Mary, not to mention Rumi. Rumi was pertinent then and is pertinent now, and always in the most beautiful way. Rumi is a lamp unto my footsteps, as are you.

  4. The Ram Dass quote was exactly what I needed today. It’s almost like a knee-jerk reaction to try to look outside, or away, or into the future to find “the answer”, but in doing so, I know I’m missing it – because it’s right here right now. Just so danged hard to see! Thank you Mary for shining the light every day.

  5. Love this post Mary! Every day a new beginning, a blank slate waiting for us. Many years ago, in the early 90’s during the Persian Gulf War, I was walking my dog at dusk, and in Arizona, we often have the most spectacular sunsets – this one was brilliant in pinks and blues and I remember writing a poem about it – (don’t know where it is now) but the thought has stayed with me, that just like the beginning of the day being all fresh and new, some nights God tucks us in with a pink and blue blanket of sky, a final burst of glory to end the day. Hmm, this sounds really corny as I write it, but I feel confident the flock will not laugh!, and hope you can imagine the moment. The sky was so so beautiful, even in the midst of war.

    1. No one here would even consider laughing at you, Susan.

      But we do smile a lot because you bring such wonderful descriptions to your posts.

      2. Susan, where you would put your visual experience into words, I would think to put it into cloth. And likely be stumped beyond that. The moment and words may come to you at the time they’re meant to. Then again, when that moment is lost, sometimes it’s hard to recapture it.
        SandyP in Canada

  6. Well, I got up this morning negative thoughts flooded my mind and I stopped myself right then. If nothing else, this blog and my readings related to your blog, Mary & Jon’s, reminds me that I have a choice as to where my mind goes and I, alone, can redirect it. And, I did. But I’m not perfect. All the words came flooding out onto a friend later in the morning. A release. My friend allowed me that gift of her patience and time in hearing me this morning.
    SandyP in Canada

    1. SandyP…you are not alone in doing this. One thing I’ve learned from Mary’s blog (and others) is how to recognize that I need to stop and re-direct my negative thoughts. Sometimes I can do it and they just go away, and other times, like you today, I have early success and then there they are again, waiting to either take me over or pour out to someone.

      This is hard work, this ‘awakening’ business. I’m prepared to accept the fact that I may not be able to do it well in this lifetime. I refuse, however, to make it something else to beat myself up over. I’m doing the best I can. And that’s saying something for me. You, too! : )

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