Crown of Flowers

Thumbnail image lovingly lifted from Jerry Pinkney’s illustrations for Rabbit Makes a Monkey of Lion, by Verna Aardema

When you realize it’s all for you, you are freer than you were before. We realize you try so hard, and it doesn’t always work for you. It’s working less and less for you. And yet you’re happy that that’s true.

You don’t want to really get what you want, that much is clear to you too. You’re just wondering, what will it take to be done with this burden. Why is it that it’s here again, when you’re so tired of carrying this load. You’re so tired of carrying this load.

It all makes sense, and there’s nothing wrong with asking for a little relief from your problems, that’s partly why we’re here. Because it really is that awful, we’ll give you that. No one’s saying that’s not the case.

We just want to remind you what you’re made of. We just want to remind you what you’re dedicated to. It explains why you’re here. It explains the things you experience.

We just want to remind you what you’re made of, what you are, expanding star.

It’s true you’re still feeling tired. There’s still an outcome that you want to achieve. It’s true you’re attached to an outcome, but at least you see it.

It’s true that you’re not in that peaceful space, it’s true you’re full of darkness. It’s true you’re full of resistance, it has a lot of persistence. But at least you see it. At least you know it’s not you. At least you see it, at least you know it, at least you know it’s not you.

And this is growing stronger, this is growing stronger even if you mess up that chord, there’s no one listening now to us, don’t place that kind of falsity over yourself. There’s no need.

We want to remind you what you’re made of and why you’re here. What you’re built for, which is exactly this. Giving space to what’s coming through. Holding space for what’s unraveling in you. Giving it more room as it booms. Giving it more room as it booms through the atmosphere. Giving it all more room as it echoes around the room, giving it all the space to come through.

Doesn’t matter at all what you succeed or fail at now. It’s unraveling like grass. Like a crown made of grass, like a crown made of flowers. You’re unraveling now in our waters, our life-giving waters. You are unwinding now. And this is what’s supposed to happen now. Like a crown of flowers.

All that’s grown dry, all that’s been cut from the earth, all that’s been taken from the branch, for whatever purpose. All that has wilted, all that was stolen from its living life.

All that was stolen from life is being brought back to it now.

And you who were stolen from life, you’re being brought back to us now. You who were taken from the vine, you’re being brought back to us now. You who were cut and clipped you’re being brought back to us now.

Like a crown of flowers you’re unwinding in the waters, like a crown of flowers you are unwinding in our waters. Like a crown of flowers, like many braids of grass. You are brought back home to us love, you are brought back to us at last. You are brought back to us darling, you’re brought back to us at last. You are brought back to us, you’re brought back to us at last. Like a crown of flowers you’re unbraiding in us now.