The Language of Nature
This past summer I deepened my understanding of nature. The challenge I find now is conveying, in words, the lessons because they came in wordless experiences while sitting under star canopies, beside salty waters–each conveying not with words but with the essence of life. How could I possibly scribble symbols to share this ancient language”? It is unwritten and must be felt….deeply felt.
I’ve puzzled over writing about primeval energies with words. It seems like two ends of a very broad spectrum of experience–the body and visceral and the mind that wants to sort and categorize and label. Maybe ancient earth wisdom is best described by sharing sensations, what my body experienced. And that’s easy: opening. My heart, mind, soul, body….o p e n i n g.
So maybe the only thing I need to write is that nature opened me this summer and I found a deep primeval dance within my heart and soul.
What makes you dance these days? What opens you to life?
One Reply to “The Language of Nature”
this is a beautiful expression of direct experience.. where the illusion of separateness falls away.. for which even the loveliest of words pale. Thank you for sharing.. it is joyful to hear and see.. your images are beautiful. i too experience reverence, and wonder in the still of nature..dancing in high octane manifestations of light and sound. such an incredibly beautiful place.. what a precious opportunity.. just to bear witness.. namaste <3