Good morning!
It’s Saturday. When I was a child, I’d often lie upside down, stare up at the ceiling, and try to imagine what it’d be like if gravity were reversed.
Once I was properly upside-downed, the ceiling was transformed into an immaculate and clutter-free and perfectly white floor. Naturally this would require slippers, I’d think, so as not to leave footprints. The ceiling light fixture became an odd-looking tripping hazard. The smoke detector? A strange hockey puck that got stuck to the floor.
Eventually thoughts would shift toward navigational concerns. How would I get from room to room? Could I make it over that ledge between the door and the ceiling? How might I navigate that staircase? And what would happen if I tried to step outside? Would I float up, up, and away?
But this character appears to have figured it out. So today’s message is simply this: Hang in there.
“Try not to resist the changes that come your way. Instead let life live through you. And do not worry that your life is turning upside down. How do you know that the side you are used to is better than the one to come?”
—Rumi
Onwards we go,
Clara
So lovely to ponder; thank you!
And if we had a beaded curtain between rooms, would we marvel that these sparkling gems just grow up from the ground?!!
Looks like a discombobulated Mary Poppins. But no wonder—she’s found herself in Paris, not London! Good advice from Rumi…