Atkal prieka cēlonis ir eglīte, bet šeit man īpaši patīk tas, ka prieks sirdī ieslīd. No kurienes? Manuprāt slīdēšana norāda, ka tas nāk no augšas un leju. Un šeit man arī jāpakomentē - vai mēs esam atvērti priekam, vai mēs esam gatavi to laist iekšā? Pirms vairākiem mēnešiem uzdevu jautājumu Visumam pirms gulētiešanās, kā man vislabāk sākt atkal iekustināt sevi, kā atkal sākt uzplaukt pēc šī garā 'zemzemes sīpoliņa posma' (kā es to pati esmu nosaukusi). Atbilde no rīta pamostoties bija tik skaidra - ļauj vairāk priekam ieplūst sevī. Es pat neatceros, ja bija kāds sapnis saistīts ar šo ziņu, bet teksts bija nepārprotams. Un es jau zinu, man ir divi dzīvespriecīgi dēli - tā kā ūdenszāles, viņi ir nepārtrauktā kustībā un prieks man visapkārt virmo, bet es bieži to neļauju iekšā, jo neesmu pareizi noskaņojusies. Tā tad.... noskaņojos, lai saņemtu prieku, lai ļautos tā plūsmai caur sevi!
Again, the cause of joy is the Christmas tree, but in particular in this verse, I like that joy slides into our hearts. Where does it come from? For me the sliding action shows that it is coming from down from up above. And here I have to add - are we ready and open to receive the joy and allow it in? Several months ago I put out a general question to the universe before bedtime, curious as to how I can/should start getting myself into gear again, pulling myself out of a slump, how to start spouting and blooming again after this long period of being a bulb underground (as I have so fondly christened this time in my life). The answer upon waking up in the morning was complete clear - let more joy in. I don't even remember if this message was delivered at the tail end of a dream, but the directive was indisputable. And I am well aware that I have two sons who are filled with joy for life - in Latvian we say they are like 'watergrass'/seaweek, constantly in motion and joy is always flowing around me in abundance, but all too often I don't let it in because I'm not 'tuned' for it. So.... I am opening myself to receive joy and allow it to flow through me!
When the holiday fir tree so bright,
So lovingly and lightly glows,
Then Christmas joy safely/surely/boldly
Slides down slowly into each heart.
Lai notiek tā!
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