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  • Often when I walk by the creek these days I think of Hop.

    A year and a half ago the banks of the creek were 'restored.'

    Several of you wrote sympathetic and caring comments to my post about the 'loss' of 'my' creek as I knew it. The bulldozers had come through and leveled the bank of the creek. Trees were cut. I was bereft. I had become very attached to the creek as I knew it.

    Now, a year and some seasons later, the new look is taking hold. The trees that were removed are still gone. I cannot get as close to the creek as I would like. True. Nonetheless, I'm appreciating how the banks are flourishing with wildflowers. A new season.

    And more, I'm seeing how this experience is a metaphor for whatever I am attached to today. It will change. Whether I like it or not. And...to my surprise...it may offer a new world that I had never imagined.

    Seems especially poignant in these days when political sentiments appear to be shaping our future.

    Hop wrote:

    “What a Gift! What great luck! To have someone else Destroy a connection for you..A real exercise you need in 'claiming your power" , since Now, you will have to engage more of yourself- Force, to see what is'seemingly' Not there... IT IS THERE! Now, is the time to take back what you left there! When we are able to be completely without loss in loss, then Balance will come and tell you the value of your insights and what to do with them. How lucky you really are to have Both gifts at hand!..h”

    Just one small example of how we have, are, and will continue to affect each other through our stories.

    Blessings.

    ~~~~~

    Photo by Barbara, The new creek landscape, Minneapolis, 1026
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