Tis’ the season! “Spring has sprung, the grass has riz’, I wonder where the flowers is?” Has anyone heard that diddy? It’s an old one with many variations on the theme. I love this pic of the watering cans. Such creativity, flow, and good energy all in one space. Could our lives be a source of such goodness, bright light, crystal clear reflection? We long to make a lasting mark in our world or workplace or home.
If you will notice some water falls out of the can and ends up on the well designed rock, but it all flows. In constant motion while it is connected to a source. I hate to say it, but this is reflective of life. When we are plugged in to our source we too stay in motion. We sleep or nap from time to time, but we continue to learn and grow and move and shake.
I get caught up in which water I am. I have to be the water running out the spout, not down the side. That would be scandalous or not appreciated. It would get talked about by all the water flowing and the cans would only appreciate the running water not the water that splashes. Gah! Does source care? Does source say only the water that flows through the spout will be blessed? No. Source gives. Source gives freely so that the water may flow and the cans will receive and be the vessel, the pipeline, if you will. Maybe the watering cans are our Guardian Angels, assisting us, guiding us.
Well, it is a cool picture with many analogies. And it made me wonder…what are we watering? Where are we going? Does it matter? Or does it matter only that we go?
Mist was in the air. Gloves, a couple of jackets, and a hat helped keep the chill at bay until the body temp rose from the activity. Thoughts for the day were elevated with the increased endorphin levels from the walk/jog pattern used from my couch to 10k app on the iPhone. I used 8 reps of 1 min. jogging and 4 min. walking. I Started going against the wind as usual, but turned around half way to get the boost from being blown back to the start. As I headed back I was able to start taking off the hood and tying the insulated coat around my waist, even if a student of mine, cough (Amanda), told me never to do that. Haha! Only a windbreaker and gloves were needed after turning back.
The thinking of the day was positive and consisted of all the things I had to be grateful for, but I couldn’t get past the list of the obvious visuals I passed along the way. I am always so surprised at how quickly my mindset changes to the positive when I take time to do this. Often I am not even cognizant of the fact that my mindset needs lifting. But, it happens every time. Anyone else notice this about themselves? There is a double whammy to combining exercise with gratitude.
Some of the pluses from the scenery were the resting ducks on the lake, the water level rising from the past snows and rain, white birds (of which I need to locate the name) floating on the wind, the few other exercise enthusiasts bundled up and motoring faster than myself, and the majesty of the clouds and mist. Oh, did I mention the tunes that pump energy into the mental space in my brain? No? Well, they give way to the desire to raise outstretched hands in acceptance of the greatness of the moment. This place in time is a great sanctuary. It is no different from a church service. It is about giving and receiving. Respect for the divine without leaving the earthly realm.
Okay, back to the title today, Spring has Sprung? I noticed as I started the cool down walk back to my vehicle that the Bradford Pear trees were starting to bloom. I stopped to take a few pics. I am posting one here. Even though they smell bad body odor, they are beautiful and made me pause to experience the very first hints of spring on a drizzly cold cloudy day. Be glad you cannot smell them! Phew! But I’m glad I can show you one.
Enjoy! And don’t forget your WalkTalkTime! It is good for a change of pace.