From mountaintop trees to crashing waves in the sea, we are listening. Under star bright canopies, between golden sunlight rays, we are listening. Through cracks in the pavement where wildflowers grow, while studying colored lines of the brightest butterfly wings, we are listening. By fireside, through desert domes, through fields of sage and wild oaks, we are listening. With eyes open, eager and wide, we crane our necks towards the sky, to observe, to absorb, and to listen.
Luna is our great teacher in this art, this magical act of listening. She hears with ease the messages from all these beautiful, voiceless things. She knows the words of her brother, the wind, dances to the voice of her sister, the leaves. Recognizing the harmony between all living things, she follows in the path of her father, sweet sun, and her mother, bright moon. She knows when to rise, when to fall, when to laugh and when to rest. She takes in every breath as an instrument for love, breathes in all the wisdom given freely from the earth, and breathes out into the world her part of the whole. She knows it all through listening.
The voice she hears and teaches us to hear, is one of great intuition. It is the language spoken through the patterns in the natural world, the patterns weaved within us all. With Luna by our side, we remember to appreciate and rely on this sacred gift, and we learn to listen. The answers are there, laid around us and buried in the earth, hidden in the depths of the sky, and painted across our hearts. We need only to listen. So we move into forests, we move into seas, we study the flowers, and we learn how to be. In silence, in stillness, in gratitude, and by following our child's path, we learn to hear the voice in all the beautiful, voiceless things. And forever, we are listening.
This entry is part of the Sakura Bloom Sling Diaries. We are wearing Luna in a simple silk sling in Sandstone. Thank you so much for following along! Love & hugs.
