A firefly crossed my path 


Bird Droppings June 4, 2021

A firefly crossed my path 

I wonder how many even notice, when a firefly crosses their path. Most will not even stop to look an insignificant moment in time. Today as I sat in the darkness of a quiet morning fireflies for the first time graced my yard and I was only outside briefly. As I sat waiting watching an occasional blip of light would appear among the shrubs along with the tree frogs and crickets echoing through the trees. I wonder who saw the first firefly. I recall long nights of collecting as we would run around our yard in Pennsylvania placing the fireflies in a mason jar and going back in our rooms with a special lantern. In more recent days I use my mason jar more for sweet tea than chasing bugs. 

I will be driving up to North Georgia for research quite a bit this summer actually looking forward to the effort. On one occasion previously I drove out of the north Georgia Mountains a different way taking the scenic route and back roads. It was a bit farther yet so enjoyable sometimes in our hectic lives we forget to enjoy a moment or two. 

“True contentment is a thing as active as agriculture. It is the power of getting out of any situation all that there is in it. It is arduous and it is rare.” Gilbert K. Chesterton 

When I started writing this morning contentment was not the word, I was looking for but the ease with which it seemed to fit was appropriate right at the moment. Issues at hand seemed not significant as I sat looking for fireflies on my porch.

Contentment an interesting word but do we ever really find it? 

“Health is the greatest gift, contentment the greatest wealth, faithfulness the best relationship.” Buddha 

For me what is contentment is it simply sitting and listening in the still of morning or is it feeling satisfied with a job well done and the adrenalin rush is over, and that calm permeates your every being. Perhaps you even need a sip of water just to complete the effect. 

“Man falls from the pursuit of the ideal of plan living and high thinking the moment he wants to multiply his daily wants. Man’s happiness really lies in contentment.” Mohandas Gandhi 

Sometimes a thank you is all that suffices, and contentment is close at hand. I received a note from a dear friend yesterday who is headed back to her home stomping grounds after teaching with me for five plus years. We have been good friends bouncing ideas and thoughts off each other and for three years she was my immediate supervisor in our department. Sitting here writing how do you convey all that has transpired in those many years. Arguments over modifications and testing of students, having lunch and dinner with friends after a long-drawn-out serious meeting with parents and administration, trying to figure out all of the foibles of education and still pondering that one after all is said and done. Many fond memories and many long talks all now stored to recall and consider as the journey goes on. We all miss her very much.

As I look back at the word contentment, yesterday taking pictures of my friend as we all shared a few moments laughing there was contentment in she had made the right choice in her life and for her kids.

“We may pass violets looking for roses. We may pass contentment looking for victory.” Bern Williams 

Watching others meld into the vastness of reality or searching for an ember as the fire died, I was wondering if the words spoken made sense to anyone but you. I wonder as I sit, and think ponder this morning. When I walk out the front door into the morning the smell of gardenias blossoms fills the air, and it seems in our move several years ago we moved to a virtual garden as each day we have added to the flowers and shrubs literally knowing we will be here for some time. Walking out the back door a yellow rose miniature bush greets you even today blossoms are coming, and I am reminded of a note we received several years ago. We had a large yellow rose bush beside the stairs on the front porch. One day a note was left telling us how beautiful the flowers were. As we add more roses, I am sure more notes will be left. 

What kind of rose bush is that magnificent plant? Where did you get it? Could I get a cutting? These are all questions a few years ago would have just slipped away in the noise of the day. Today I would be taking cuttings if someone wanted or recommending my favorite nursery or two depending on what they were looking for. I Am always reminded however that midst the flowers a thorn, yet if not for the thorn the value of the flower would diminish wish I could remember who said that. 

“Whatever we are waiting for – peace of mind, contentment, grace, the inner awareness of simple abundance – it will surely come to us, but only when we are ready to receive it with an open and grateful heart.” Sarah Ban Breathnach 

Emotions and oceans both powerful forces in their own right impact us as we go through life. Sitting on a beach so many years ago unsure as to how I arrived a friend was still waiting for me back in our room. The chill of the air made the morning seem distant as it was winter and the beach in New Jersey can be a bit chilly at that time of year. But at that time for me to be alone to think to wonder that was where I was. 

“As we become curators of our own contentment on the Simple Abundance path… we learn to savor the small with a grateful heart.” Sarah Ban Breathnach 

Today is a new morning a new chance to rise above and see perhaps new ideas new thoughts and wonderings. I will go out and see as should you but always please keep all in harm’s way on your minds and in your hearts, namaste. 

My family and friends I do not say this lightly,

Mitakuye Oyasin

(We are all related)

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