For the first time since the beginning of the pandemic, tree cutting has begun. A sad day for me since I have been watching their growth for ten years. A beautiful canopy of green expanded in every possible corner. Just as we need to lighten up, toss out the old, and let go of things held dearly, the trees need a break from the weight of holding on. So today, I will just watch them undergo transformation and some may move on. Perhaps we are all in a phase of clearing out what no longer we engage with and change…
nature
When the clouds create images that dance with our memories, can we join them in our hearts? Today’s cloud is my grandmother. Smelling smoke this morning so grandfather must be here too! Can you see the woman on the right?
Can you allow yourself to dream with the clouds as they create wonder in the sky?
Today I was bummed out that I did not get some of the awesome clouds that came with the storms. The grand and powerful shelf clouds that were sure to bring a drenching rain showed up just on que with rolling lightning to shudder the strongest of us. I did not see these clouds in person but I was in awe of them on social media. What the heck, what am I doing? Am I saying that the clouds over my head were not notable or grand? Did I dismiss them as ordinary or pass them by for their counterparts…