Dressing for the Party
14 Monday Feb 2011
Your life is a party given for you everyday.
What in the world will you wear?
We don’t often think of it this way and sometimes the details blur our perceptions, but it is true. If you could look up from all the planning and the social interaction and look around you would realize how evident this is.
The wind chimes are singing just for you.
The birds show up in the window only for you.
People show up in your life only for you. They show up to help us learn forgiveness and to help us grow.
“We are spiritual beings having a human experience.”
It is not the other way around.
We are dealt a hand of cards best suited to get us through our days and nights and best suited to shine our talents into the world. We have to play our cards or the experience is lost. I am optimistic and believe everybody has an Ace somewhere. Sometimes the Ace comes to us in our dealings with others. Sometimes it is evident and known at a very young age. Sometimes we find it in places we would have never thought to look or in lessons or through circumstances beyond our control.
Recently I re-vamped my vision story. After I recorded it and listened to it the last line was jarring to me. Mostly because I think it had different meaning when I wrote it. It sounded totally different coming back to me in my own words, in my own voice, “Maybe I don’t know the party is for me.” Maybe I did know and maybe I forgot, but I love listening to my vision story over and over again just to get back to that line.
I wrote this poem years ago called, ‘Dressing for the Party,’ and thought I would share it here because sometimes we don’t know what part we are playing. We don’t know how to present ourselves. We don’t know if we will ever be ready, but the fact is we are born ready. Your Ace is sometimes found in the smallest pieces ~ but I think I said it better here…
Dressing for the Party
I am writing this because I didn’t know what to wear
Because I couldn’t dress myself for the party
Because it is a gray and cloudless day
And the sun is dipping its toe into the water of our dreams
Our dreams of snakes and change
Of protecting what is ours
Of the smallest things
Like dots on the horizon
We are moving away
Getting smaller still -
We are the dust flying in a stained glass dream
The tiny no-see-ums by a quiet stream -
And we are moving away
From this dream of reality -
We are flying somewhere so close
And when we arrive we can look back
Over our tiny shoulders
Like a feather
Caught in a breeze
And realize we were always there
You were always there
And truth stretches tight across the sky like a net
Sets us free
And here we go
Dancing and milling around
Looking for things…
But in the honest moments
When time is quick and short
When the roses bow their heads
Solemnly, in the autumn rain
And submit to their brevity -
It is in these moments we know
We exist in the smallest pieces
And we are linked by gracious gardens of greens and gold
By the morning dew – the shimmering leaves
By the sudden dream
That awakens us from reality
© Nicole Rushin October / 2007
So, how do you find your Ace? It has been in your hands all along. It is the way your soul sings itself into the world through the birds, it is found in the sunlight beaming through a summer window. It is found in a smile shared with a stranger or maybe one shared with an old friend. It is found in the way we express ourselves into the world and in the honest moments when time is quick and short. Your life is a celebration of the soul, of your soul. Your life is a party and you are graciously invited to mine. What in the world will you wear?
Become the Person You Need to Become,