Returning to Mother is a perfect antidote to me for just about anything including discouragement. For a while I went about pulling weeds which have comfortably gone out of control in my neglected gardens. While the ones within the earthen beds gave way with ease, the ones between the pavers were held fast. At times I wrestled with them using my right arm, causing my shoulder to complain a bit. But it became a battle of wills, weeds vs me. The weeds prevailed, my shoulder is just not ready.
I sat near this giant wild sunflower, it's about 5 1/2 feet tall. Since nothing has been planted in this garden box the only water the sunflower receives is from the rain. Yet, there she grows and blooms, rising not up out of an earthen bed but up between the wooden garden box and the pavers. Sunflower too has been infiltrated by ants crawling along her thick stock, grasshoppers eating her large leaves. Yet she bent and danced in the summer breeze and her vibrant yellow flowers bursting open seeking to face the Sun.
Sitting with her she asked the question, "What are your strongholds?" I've continued to ponder this all day believing it good to revisit, to re-identify my strongholds both those which are good and of service and those which I need to break free of.
So, I ask you, what are your strongholds? What roots you deep and sends you mightily straight into your world to bloom, reach out, stretch, be pliable, dance...even when you're infiltrated with adversity?
Keep facing the Son. In Joy...
And I was reminded of this post I wrote years ago