Change

Do we bother to notice the change all around us?

The change that happens within us?

It started today with the return of the blue heron 

Making it's flight down the pond, gently landing in a tree

Then off again to another perch, another lookout

Then came the beaver swimming the shore in greeting

Until it dove under the surface leaving only it's wake

Then came the little turtle awake from all it's winter hiding

We are no different. It is lent a time to make inner journeys 

Do we step into ourselves to see where we have traveled

Do we notice the signs of grief, reawakening, loss, joy

Something new coming to light in us 

Do we even care to delve into the signs 

It is not a journey to be afraid of, but one of deeply knowing

Given by the One who made us