Inspiration from the poet Mary Oliver. No words of my own to add. Just gratitude for a meditative immersed experience of Spring in today's Meditation and Movement in Nature.... Inspiration from the poet Mary Oliver. No words of my own to add. Just gratitude for a meditative immersed experience of Spring in today's Meditation and Movement in Nature.
Such Singing in the Wild Branches (Mary Oliver). It was spring and I finally heard him among the first leaves–– then I saw him clutching the limb in an island of shade with his red-brown feathers all trim and neat for the new year. First, I stood still and thought of nothing. Then I began to listen. Then I was filled with gladness–– and that’s when it happened, when I seemed to float, to be, myself, a wing or a tree–– and I began to understand what the bird was saying, and the sands in the glass stopped for a pure white moment while gravity sprinkled upward like rain, rising, and in fact it became difficult to tell just what it was that was singing–– it was the thrush for sure, but it seemed not a single thrush, but himself, and all his brothers, and also the trees around them, as well as the gliding, long-tailed clouds in the perfect blue sky–––all of them were singing. And, of course, so it seemed, so was I. Such soft and solemn and perfect music doesn’t last For more than a few moments. It’s one of those magical places wise people like to talk about. One of the things they say about it, that is true, is that, once you’ve been there, you’re there forever. Listen, everyone has a chance. Is it spring, is it morning? Are there trees near you, and does your own soul need comforting? Quick, then––open the door and fly on your heavy feet; the song may already be drifting away. -Mary Oliver
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10/15/2017 05:45:51 am
It’s sad that I am away from the woods where I was brought up. When I was young, we live near the mountainside and I always enjoy a morning walk with my parents on my way to school. The vivid images of trees and flowers always fill my mind whenever I’m thinking about my childhood. I hope there will be more parks near the neighborhood. I think kids should enjoy more time playing outside rather than staying at home and play video games.
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