Walking sticks

Our son saved a piece of the Tiger Lilies from a neighbor's yard. When we moved to our house he was not quit three years old. All of the neighbors had already raised their children. We were the first family of the next generation. Our neighbor was moving to a nursing home. We would miss her. Our son was almost eleven years old.
The Tiger Lilies have grown. It has been 20 years since that little piece came to our yard. This year my husband used some left over wood pieces and built a support for the Tigers so they would not fall over, a Tiger Lily house.

Life is interesting. I never know from day to day what joy, what concern, what will unfold. In yoga class, our teacher talks about trusting the process of the poses. She reminds us to trust the body; she encourages us to trust the energy of the universe. I think about what she says. As I place arms and legs where she directs I find I am standing on my shoulders! Had she told me to do a shoulder stand I would have not known I could do so. Yesterday in class I twisted my arms this way and my legs that way and for a brief moment I was in Eagle pose. For a brief moment I felt as if I could fly. The pose had built upon itself. One movement at a time.Our son is a sensitive man. He was a curious child. He is walking alone now. I can not walk his walk. I can walk with him sometimes. Other times he must find his way, step by step. When I can not be near him I am with him in thought. Today I want to do something creative with my memories of this young man and his love of trees and rocks. As I watched the Tiger Lilies open I thought of the branch that had come down out of the front maple tree this past spring. It is a long slender branch. I saved it. At the time I did not know why. My intuition had suggested that I simply put it aside for later. I trust intuition.

I brought branch out and I saw how it could become a walking stick. I can cut and clean, carve and polish and over time, one step at a time, make a beautiful piece. A walking stick to help me remember to trust.
Today I can gather my tools. The branch can gather passion from the passion flower vine. I trust somehow I will be able to do this. Maybe my husband can teach me; maybe we can do this together.