Mermaid of the Kitchen Sink

Mother Earth, Father Sky and Mermaid of the Kitchen Sink

Every day I walk in Northern New Mexico’s land of enchantment and marvel at how the mountains persist in standing strong and the juniper trees continue to grow. 

What is their secret?

Not once has Earth failed to offer my feet a grounding place and rarely do I gaze at the red rocks without sensing an invitation from their backdrop, Sky.

Like my guides, the mountains and trees, I stand between two expressions of Spirit. One is what I see and know, the other is more ethereal.

Though there is sameness on my hikes, there is change, too. After more severe monsoons, Arroyos guide me through alternate pathways. That’s when the softer formations ask me to accept, perhaps even adapt to what is.

Often I collect rocks, bones and feathers. I also gather plastic, glass and metal that people discard as trash.

What if there is beauty in what seems senseless. And what if we are co-creators in fitting everything together for good?

Consider the serenity prayer:

“God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.” Reinhold Niebuhr

Before responding to a situation, pause and feel the disparity of energy:

Consistently choosing life

Constantly needing to control

Love (or God) comes in many guises. We may hear it in another person’s voice or see it in their actions. A sacred text may meet us as an answer to a long-held question. Love may come through an uplifting experience or an awful one. A dream might open our eyes to another way of seeing.

Have faith and a little fun, imagining identifying with Mermaid as an archetype. Swim among the coral reefs. What are you doing with all that’s been emptied in the ocean, your home and your kitchen sink?

Making Spirit Flesh*

How can you make a little magic from all the things thrown your way?