Recently my neighbor added a new beauty to his garden that has haunted me this week---a large hybrid rose bush, a tricolored wonder of purplish red roses, creamy petals with barely visible pink streaks roses, and sunshine yellow roses, all springing from the same "trunk". It is an amazing vision of human-designed grafting and nature's possibilities, a fitting tribute to America's Memorial Day Weekend. Monday, of course is the official holiday of Memorial Day, honoring U.S. personnel, who have died in service in to the country and is particularly focused on those who died in war. Yet strangely, perhaps because the 3 day weekend that was created by this federal holiday on the last Monday in May, it has marked the "unofficial" beginning of summer (although solstice summer begins June 20). So this last weekend in May is an American human hybrid creation. Of note, Memorial Weekend brings heavy travel as well as the pull of nature in outdoor celebrations. This year I have to note, the weekend is also bringing warnings of severe weather and intense heat, across the country. The rose bush here though is thriving in cool temperatures and May Gray.
Spiritually, I perceive these holiday celebrations unite in one principle: they are branches of the potential and quest for healing. Honoring those who sacrificed their lives in duty to their country--all individuals, each with their own story--is a collective movement of healing. Yes, it is about recognition and honor, but behind that is also Life's movement of healing from loss, trauma, tragedy, and the human uncertainty of it all. Time heals, recognition heals, honoring the gift heals. To me, it's not difficult to see that movement of healing extending to those who made the sacrifice, beyond the healing of our personal grief.
The counter emotions of summer celebrations are also healing. Why not celebrate life in an age-old appreciation of community, of the light and lightness of summer, of time away from work and routine, all of which can bring healing? Holidays give us the space to heal and repair. The added frightening weather warnings--storms or extreme heat--are nature's wake-up calls. Beyond our personal lives: physical, emotional, mental well-being, we are now marked with the task of coming into another kind of relationship with the natural world, and to do that includes coming into a cooperative spirit with other nations, other cultures, a larger world of possibility and healing.
Today, tomorrow, as your weekend unfolds, consider this a time of healing for you personally. As always, we begin with ourselves, the unique being that we are. Even if you feel whatever needs healing in you and your life is far from war and the history of sacrifice, and far from the revelry of summer and travelers, and you can't bear to deal with severe weather warnings or think about climate change, trust that whatever healing you need, is already active. Your healing matters. You are never left out. (Susan Nettleton)
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