Wednesday, December 18, 2024

Mother Nature's Healing Hand

Last week I walked along the shore with a Willet (a medium sized shorebird) as we both darted in and out of the waves and heard the crunch of the seashells below our feet.  I also sat in the sand, a flock of birds a short distance a way and watched diverse species interact and co-exist.  I stood at the railing of a bridge and watched a huge flock of Snowy Egrets, Tricolored Herons, and other species and descend on a shaded area of a creek, perched in trees and along the shore as they darted in and out of the water capturing fish.  I paused to take in the significance of shorebirds resting in the sand.

I felt the sun on my face.  I walked through a rain storm.  I listened to the rhythmic sound of the waves.  I felt the breeze toss around my hair, at times obscuring my view.  I paused long enough that the birds forgot my presence.

Being fully present in the marvels of nature, the sand, sea, sun, plant life, wildlife, etc., brings a sense of calm to an often chaotic world.  It reminds me of my place in this world - one small, yet important, interconnected being in a world larger than I can fully understand.  And it reminds me that when the challenges of yesterday have passed, these moments of beauty will still exist.

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