IntrospectionA Story by ChaosMore thoughts of Santa Cruz.My trip into the woods at Santa Cruz CA.
When we entered the mouth of the forest from the pasture that welcomed us, I looked down and saw something glistening on the ground. I bent down to get a better look because time has made my eyes tired; I saw this milky white highway system of precision and grace. It was a spider web leading to a den. But, the web was not like "Charlotte’s Web", but rather a den created from the web. It was thick and deliberate and so amazing. I kept wondering, if I was that small, would I be welcomed? Then my mind, of course drifted yet to another cloud and I sat on that one for awhile and then it was time to enter the forest. The entire time I was there all I could do was look at every leaf and know for the first time that I was walking, breathing and feeling procreating taking place all around me. I could feel birth, death and rebirth circumscribing me as if I was a part of it and it was a part of me. At one point in our travels, I sat down crossed legged and listened as my twin brother’s tone melodically droned on telling me of the wonders of the majesty of nature and how blessed we are to be one with it. As he verbally spun words into gold, my mind drifted to a softer place. The trees lush with a kaleidoscope of green hues overflowing with life. I thought how beautiful the leaves looked from underneath. The leaves were amazing with the different shades of green and I thought, the gift they give to me and everyone is unrecognized and taken for granted. They give us air to breathe and sadly it goes unseen. I took a deep breath and felt the soil flow through my fingers and I thought, the soil holds the key to the rebirth of this forest; rich with nutrients and warm, wonderful, and inviting colors. I was holding the seeds of magic.
I could hear the little animals scurrying along the forest floor and I thought, this is their home and I'm blessed to embrace their lives into my existence. Thank you mother earth! Thank you! I could hear the robins, blue jays and sparrows calling to each other and carrying on in a world that I can only imagine. I thought, if I could hear and sing with them, what would I know? The magic and mystery of the forest inspires me. Gentle inspiration; words of kindness and compassion; a language that only the open minded can hear. Oh, how lucky I was on that day.
You could hear things for miles; it seemed. I imagined I could hear the sap falling off the bark on to the forest floor onto the leaves waiting below. I could hear the saplings emerging from the earth to be a giver of air to the world like their mothers. I was blessed. My brother and I were gifted that moment and we didn't take it for granted. We still don't. I felt this incredible sense of peace and I could breathe. I could breathe so deeply that I became enlightened to myself. I recognized an altruistic nature in me and the thought pleased me. and....
My mind drifted to another cloud and it was time to leave. © 2008 ChaosAuthor's Note
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