Follow the Flow…


This weekend…my bubbling rock…wasn’t…bubbling…in fact…it was…gurgling…and…gasping…which…it tends to do when it’s tank is empty…and…it gets empty every so often…usually when migrating birds have been through in large numbers…but…they hadn’t…and it had just rained…so…I found it a bit odd…

But…I got the watering can…and began to water it…it started a weak bubble with the first gallon…but…I knew it’s a large reservoir…so…I kept going back…after several trips…Bertha…mentioned…

Follow the flow of the water

I thought that was a little strange…I mean…the water bubbles out of the hole at the top of the rock…goes down the rock…then…back into the tank…still…my eyes…traced the flow…

And…interestingly…there was a clump of leaves at the base of the rock…instead of the water returning to the tank…it was hitting the leaves…and…flowing right over the edge…into the dry creek…

Since she had my attention…Bertha…took the opportunity…to tell me that it reminded her of my life…

In particular…she brought up…anger…reminding me…that when I am angry…quite often…the event…that on the surface appears to be the source…isn’t…

And…I should follow the flow of the anger…look…deep inside…and…see…where leaves have clumped…where…there’s a hurt that needs to be healed…

Then…do the work…clean out the junk…

She went on to say…that I should…mentally…thank the source of my anger…for helping me to heal…

Jane

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