There’s a sea change in the winds. A zeitgeist thing. A shift. I can feel it.
Upon waking, I listen for the waterfall across the street from me. My daily question - have they turned it off? - pops in. Nope, I hear its reassuring sound.
In the distance, occasional cars. It’s still early. Thursday, just before 4:00AM.
What color is it today, I wonder? Green comes. I mentally review my closet - I need more greens.
Yesterday, walking my son’s dog at a reservoir, surrounded by massive pines, I was struck by the coloring and its effect on everything. The clouds were playing with the sun, creating the most gorgeous lighting on the water. Green-yellow grasses took on the feel of an impressionist painting. For a moment I couldn’t even breathe, the beauty of it was paralyzing.
What a gift I thought, unable to move. A grouping of cedars that create a circle - I know the spot well - was a mere 50 feet ahead. I started to move in their direction and as if responding to my intention, the sun suddenly recast to spotlight them. I had to stop again. It was as if they were offering a glittering invitation.
A laugh escaped - pure joy. My heart was so full I found my hand reaching to it, trying to contain the expansion.
The world is falling apart - yeah, sure - but in that moment, that was a background story - remarkably - because this was Real. Consuming - I felt I was being filled up with an invisible substance that was running through my veins.
Was the earth conspiring with the clouds and sun in that moment and providing me a moment of sustenance and remembrance of something more true?
Yes.
It’s an ongoing conspiracy; an ordinary extraordinariness - always available for the taking, for all of us. An invitation to reorient and put things in fresh perspective.
We just need to tune in.
I’m working on an essay - signs of the sea-change happening. And I’ll probably get back to that. But this morning, my mind is on waterfalls and color and light and the grace extended to us during even the most tumultuous of times.
This version of the world is falling apart and that’s good because it has to.
It’s challenging and at times scary and often heart-breaking.
Still there is - in consistent nature and the natural world - an ongoing sustenance we can fortify ourselves with. The smallest investment of time comes with priceless returns.
Calling out the tyrants and global psychopaths attempting to lock this world down can wait. (Besides so many are on it.)
Those psychos are nothing compared to the actual Reality that underlies and imbues this world.
What a gift.
Thanks for reading.
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& thank you for writing there are a few of us out here that stop & smell those roses. only way i recharge to fight the abominable hoards. I cant wipe the smile from my face some days for the fortifications i get from the senses. My church ;a single butterfly lunches daily on the bedraggled orange tree my dogs chase & pounce on her shadows flitting round the grass ,from the curled leaves full of bees on tiny newest green bananas blooms then back to oranges . My muses everywhere a fire hose of ideas flow out here. A little back yard w/ an entire world .fall forest & rainbows over a clear flooded bottomless rock quary all cornered by my weathered fence every knot is a peeping alien sharing my awe .this isvthe stuff of life the frogs & hawks the lizards taunting my dogs to hide & seek the bees at 65 it keeps me in the game . We will evolve thru this better humans w/ the help of ea other.✌️❤️🔥🔥
Tears for Fears
"Break It Down Again"
Here we go!
Break it down again
So those are my dreams
And these are my eyes
Stand tall like a man
Headstrong like a horse
When it's all mixed up
Better break it down
In the world of secrets
In the world of sound
It's in the way you're always hiding from the light
See for yourself, you have been sitting on a time bomb
No revolution, maybe someone somewhere else
Could show you something new about you and your inner song
And all the love and all the love in the world
Won't stop the rain from falling, waste seeping underground
Break it down again
I wanna break it down
Break it down again
Break it down again
So those are my schemes
And these are my plans
Hot tips for the boys
Fresh news from the force
When it's all mixed up
Better break it down
In the world of silence
In the world of sound
"No sleep for dreaming," say the architects of life
Big bouncing babies, bread and butter - can I have a slice?
They make no mention of the beauty of decay
Blue, yellow, pink umbrella save it for a rainy day
And all the love and all the love in the world
Won't stop the rain from falling, waste seeping underground
Break it down again
I want to break it down
Break it down again
Horsing around
Pray to the power, play to the crowd with your big hit sound
And they won't simmer, won't simmer, won't simmer down
Play to the crowd, pay to the crowd
Play, yeah, yeah
It's in the way you're always hiding from the light
Fast off to heaven just like Moses on a motorbike
No revolution, maybe someone somewhere else
Could show you something new to help you
With the ups and downs
Break it down again
I want to break it down
Break it down again
Break it down again
Break it down again
Break it down again
Here we go!
Break it down again
No more sleepy dreaming
No more building up
It is time to dissolve
Break it down it again