It’s almost the New Year and many folks are considering New Year resolutions. Me too. But today I’m not thinking of just the future. Today I’m taking a stroll back . . . back to recapture moments . . . something like rummaging through an old cedar chest . . . to find snapshots from long ago . . . just waiting there to be held and remembered, still and quiet, in the vapers of time.
In my human journey, I am my past. And I am my future. As I sit and embrace both, I find the sacred beauty of the present moment, spacious enough to hold both, all of me. It’s where I see the many faces of love that have graced my life and where I can pause and hold each one a bit more tenderly. In those moments, I am full, whole and complete. And it touches a sweet longing in me, deep and true. I wrote a poem about it called “Before I Knew.”
Before I Knew
It’s right below the surface
that pool of tears . . .
Not tears of sorrow or joy
But of a sweet longing that runs deep
A longing to recapture you
in that moment long ago . . .
To hold you close again
before I knew
it would be gone
The poignancy of life, those moments that can fully disarm us leaving only the pulse of love for this amazing gift we’ve been given called life, is, in the end, all that really matters. It invites us to live fully into each moment before it is gone. Don’t blink! Touch it. Kiss it. Hold it close. But the good news is, if we’ve missed it, or just want to remember, we can always return to the cedar chest, quietly waiting in a distant chamber of our heart, where each tender moment yearns for our return.
Here are some of the pictures I found in my cedar chest. Maybe you’ll be inspired to revisit yours . . .
Rev. Dr. Stephanie Rutt offers her work through the Tree of Life School for Sacred Living, LLC, and also serves as Founding Minister of the Tree of Life Interfaith Temple in Amherst, NH. She is the author of five books and additional interfaith curricula. To learn more about her books, as well as online and in-person classes and workshops, please visit her website at https://www.stephanierutt.com.
6 responses to “The Cedar Chest”
Hello Beloved Stephanie,
Happy New Year from ‘down under’ where it is almost 6am and I’m grateful for having just had the privilege of watching the sun rise on the first day of 2023.
I’m also grateful for the privilege of this time with my 85-year-old mother, and 49-year-old sister Stasia, who nearly died in a car accident, now 10 years ago.
It’s truly sweet to see the love and care between my mother and sister, and I can’t tell you how much your teaching of spiritual principles has helped me to be with them. Knowing that like the lotus flower, we all need our ‘muck’ to blossom because of and not in spite of. ✨🌟💖🙏😘😘😘
Dearest Camilla…how wonderful to hear from you from “down under” and thank you for your kind words. You’ve already welcomed in 2023??!! How time and place do boggle my mind!! Anyway, you’re always close to my heart wherever you are or whatever time it is…Happy New Year!!
I am sitting deeply in a pool with a reflective sigh and a smile on my heart. The present moment is, I guess, wide enough to hold the past and the future as you have so eloquently suggested; both challenge and joy! Thanks for the peek into your cedar chest! Love seeing the photos from Down South.
Thank you dearest Ahjan. You’re one who knows the long history there from way back…and I always so appreciate your reflective heart…Happy New Year!!
Ohh Stepanie! I love you sooooooo! What a spectacular writing and sharing!
Love love love
Thank you so much Dearest Pam! I love you toooooooo:)