Earth Shaking

The excavator arrived at 3:00 yesterday afternoon and pulled 12 stumps out of the ground. He was just shaking the dirt off the last one when Perennial Swappers arrived to tour my spring gardens at 6:00.

The gardener, Elisha, and i worked all day to prepare for this earth-shaking event--digging plants, transplanting them, moving delicious black soil out of the herb garden because it's about to buried.

When the earth shakes under our feet, we can hold on for dear life. In order to hold on, we grasp, we cling.

Or we can allow ourselves to be shaken to the core, allow ourselves to be shaken out of the comfortable delusions and the uncomfortable beliefs that bind us to the "great mandala" of samsara (stress).

Look up. Notice the wide open sky.