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Clouds of glory...
By Reina Free
One morning it was still quite early as I looked over the large field bordering my garden. I saw something most unusual. Something I had never seen before.
Something like billows of a fine dust, rushing across and above the tall grass. Surely, I thought, this cannot be a sudden mist, and definitely not smoke. My farmer friend Peter Bunce told me it was pollen. As suddenly as it had appeared it had travelled on, over the hedgerows and beyond. Descending somewhere, anywhere, everywhere. Creating new life.
Watching this started in me a little ‘meander’. Emotions. Reactions. Feelings within. Subtle ways of behaviour often carefully concealed yet very much alive and real, just like the pollen, can spark off a vision of hope, encouragement, consolation. But also it can bring inner pain, insecurity, a feeling of no worth, pushing down the already cast down spirit.
High above, against a sky of blue, vapour trails making a cross. Divine love and compassion descending on us all, to share it about, just like the pollen.