Standing alone on Bluebell hill, I watched the clouds go by, their shadows like smudges of ink gliding across the countryside. A thought came to mind – do these shadows at some mysterious level leave behind their tracks in the landscape, or do they simply, without a trace, dissolve with their twin in the sky?
This morning’s walk: The soft morning sunlight has this unassuming power to gladden the heart of things and to call them forth into the confidence of a new day. It’s not a glaring light shaking us into forceful wakefulness, but a gentle one, introducing and revealing the day with poise and with grace.
The still and mirror-like surface of the lake was suddenly broken by the rising of a large fish, its fins dripping droplets of orange in the light of the setting sun. A sublime moment of disclosure, an epiphany, then disappearing beneath its watery world as quickly as it arrived. I was reminded of the many thoughts, ideas and risings that have broken the surfaces of my life, and my responses […]
Watching the changes in Nature, my thoughts have also moved on to those changes going on within us. I think one of the most beautiful processes is the one that secretly goes on in every human life as it gathers, in the flow of time, its experiences and unites them into a unique inner story of memory and ongoing change. What a privilege to be able to observe these unfolding […]
Walking through the Kent countryside this morning I was greeted by this kind of misty scene. It was exhilarating. I just love living in the County of Kent. I am irresistibly drawn to that which is partly hidden. I’m no fan of glaring light which does nothing for form or mystery.
“The beauty of nature insists on taking its time. Everything is prepared. Nothing is rushed. The rhythm of emergence is a gradual, slow beat, always inching its way forward remaining faithful to itself until the new unfolds in the full confidence of true arrival.” John O’ Donohue Benedictus
A Thought: I watched the sunrise this morning. As the tops of the trees were touched by light, so the shadows of night dissolved and hidden forms rose out of sleep and stood boldly and ready to face another day. The scene never ceases to amaze me. It is the ancient story of life itself as it moves from being not seen to being seen, from being unconscious to being […]