I was gazing into this Winter scene of the woods, when suddenly two birds started what was obviously a territorial fight. It was fierce and at times quite violent. As I watched I couldn’t help but think that “being territorial” is part of who we are. Is it right or wrong? The question, I think, is far too simplistic. It’s neither right nor wrong. It’s simply one of life’s paradoxes which we all need to negotiate. The truth is somewhere in the middle.
Thorns and leaves,
the sharp and the soft,
life in all its fullness.
I suspect there is a celestial dimension to nature hidden deep inside what we normally see. Every now and then it pushes itself to the service and we see it in all its magnificence. This was my experience of the above lake – a celestial moment. It was deeply captivating in the Winter light.