The Golden Light of summer

By Ariana Strozzi Mazzucchi, July 2021

Lush green fields now a golden hue, sway in the strong, unseasonal winds. Unexpected heat, wind, and drought unfolds upon our California hills. I wonder what is to come? Will it be an early winter. That would surely be a reprieve. Or will fires burn our forests again this year?

I feel like the golden grasses swaying in the wind. I see before me so many unknowns. In spite of the pressure to bend, I stand tall. I lean towards the sky like a blade of milky oats, flush with seed. I thank Great Mother for the comforts she provides now. I call in quiet in my heart. My home is inside me.

I step into the golden field and harvest some seeds from the grass tops, saying ‘thank you’ all the while. I am reminded of the saying by Rumi,

“Out beyond ‘right doing’ and ‘wrong doing’ there is a field, I will meet you there.”

I invite you to relax into the unknown. Your home is inside you. Allow yourself to bend and sway. Remember you are rooted to the earth, and she is the ground upon which you stand. Say thank you to whomever and whenever you can. I would love to hear how you are and what you give thanks to.

PEACE