I had a spring day on Sunday that made me think I understood in a small way what heaven might be like. It was Mother's Day, perfect and to the dot as my kids would say. Cera graduates on Sat. We decided to play together as a family this weekend instead of Mom's Day. I went to the early Bikram Hot Yoga class. There were only about 8 of us so we worked extra hard. While laying all sweaty and purged in Savasana, the teacher asked to read a poem. When I heard the authors name I grimaced and figured it would be way too out there for me to enjoy. I was wrong. It was called the Invitation by Oriah Mountain Dreamer. I wept a bit as she read. When I opened my eyes there was a red rose next to my head for Mother's Day.I floated home.
The day was so glorious I decided to take my little aging dog to my sacred Waterfall. On my way up I could hear the stream roaring from all the rain. It was cool and crisp and the air felt like liquid oxygen. The horses had been on the trail. They had left big piles of poo scattered up the trail. The paddies were covered in big batches of spectacular purple butterflies. When I walked by they would form a vortex all around me. They made me feel like a fairy and I could not stop grinning. When I got to the waterfall I was tickled to see this relatively small fall acting like a big guy. Rushing and roaring as best it could. I walked across the water and sat by the a make shift cross that has been left by a passer by. I left what needed to be left at the base of the cross. I looked at the pool of water below the fall and thought about Jon-Michael as a little boy cleaning the streams of debris so they could run free. I stepped into the pool and started working on the debris that had built up this winter. The water was cold and clear.It had a cleansing effect that took me by surprise. The falls splashes danced on the ends of my hair.The wind from the sliding water blew all over my body. The freed water freed me too.The whole day I had this feeling that God showed me that heaven is real and this is was just a taste.
