Sacred Life Sunday: Unedited

This is one of the marvelous things that greeted me this morning. I took it standing on my front porch.
I have mixed feelings about it.
It's a beautiful scene, and exactly how I shot it. No editing at all - not even a crop.

It's a fitting representation of my life, I think.
There's beauty. And majesty. And magical colors.
There's a promising horizon.
There are complications such as phone lines interfering with the beauty. There is a tangled, overgrown tree that tosses its branches onto the lawn during a storm. There are dividing bushes that separate my world from others.

If I had my way - to make it truly beautiful I'd put a little more color into it.
I'd heighten the contrast.
I'd edit out the telephone pole and the wires, making it a little less complicated and more serene.

But - that wouldn't truly and honestly depict my life - this Sacred Life, this day.
My life does have complications.
There are many interruptions to the daily beauty.
Things that disrupt the pristine.
There are small branches littering my life. Sometimes they even fall on my head. :)
There are irritating, interrupting, uninspiring daily occurrences. Life's little messes.
There are barriers that I choose not to take down (ego) that keep me from experiencing Oneness with the All.

All of these observations may seem obvious and simple to others.
But these things are things that get in my way oftentimes of recognizing my always Sacred Life.

I tend to think in terms of perfect - which means no interruptions. Just the beauty. Just the serenity. Just the joy.
These are the things I look for when I think sacred.

I am attempting to talk (and reason and persuade) myself out of this rigidity. By making these observations I am striving toward knowing, broadening my acceptance of what my Sacred Life is.
It is my desire to live and see and hear the frustrated shouts of the children, the spills in cramped spaces, rambunctiousness of our giant dog, grumps from my husband (and let's not forget my own) - the demands of my life - and not feel that they somehow rob me of life's magic.

Instead of gentling the world outside myself, which is certainly not always possible - no matter what means I take - I'd like to be able to find the sacredness in all that surrounds me.
I'd like to accept it for what it is - life happening.
Indeed, even sacred life happening.

Such is my intent for this day.