“Those who are disconnected from Spirit often tend to manipulate and control others to feed off their energy in order to sustain themselves.” ~Sonia Choquette from The Power of Your Spirit
While frost is incredibly beautiful to the eye, its influence can be devastating. The same goes with people. Appearances can be deceiving, but the heart always knows the truth. Look deep and rely on your intuition. You’re given instinct for a reason. It is a means of protection; a frost prevention of sorts.
Frost damage is usually apparent rather soon. Grass quickly turns from green to yellow. The growth of plants might become limp or blackened. A person’s spirit is equally susceptible to the poisons of others. Unfortunately, the effects of such toxins might not be seen for many years. Sensitive souls lose faith in their own abilities. They stop trusting others. Their color fades as their courage withers. Their enthusiasm for life dies.
Frost can kill blossoms and damage fruits. Manipulation, intimidation, and bullying has the unfortunate power to harm emotionally, preventing the victims from fully engaging in this life they were gifted.
After prolonged periods of cold, plant roots are unable to take in water and die. In time those hurt begin to put up barriers to prevent more pain, often killing themselves a little at a time.
Prevention is far better than cure. Much caution is taken to protect cultivated crops while nature is left on its own. Protect yourself by not allowing emotional vampires to intrude upon you. Surround yourself with gentle loving people. Be the person you want as a friend and you will attract them in return.
We are given a substantial amount of power in this life. It is our responsibility to use it wisely. It is both an opportunity and an obligation to pay it forward. Someone before us nurtured and mentored us, helping shape us into the beautiful beings we are. We can nurture others and watch them bloom. Human spirit is fragile. Don’t freeze it; warm it with love and compassion. May you always be frost free.
Living in the Gap
January 12, 2012 – Rainy Day
Light and dark grays blend in the sky to create a leaking canopy. Drip. Drop. Rain falls, splattering onto the picnic table. Pools of water indent in a rippled circle as the drops hit and then swell into a liquid mound. Vinca vines gently sway as the rain rolls from its leaves. One purple vinca blossom cradles a thimble of rainwater. Tall pines watch in silence.