Whenever I find myself in a state of anxiousness, the first chance I can get to step outside in a plot of nature and absorb myself into its quietude and melodic sounds, that’s when my spirit feels renewed. Step into the sounds of nature, even if only for a few minutes. When nature calls then that is when you start singing too.
For the past two weeks, our area has seen a tremendous amount of rain that left many people experiencing a great deal of flooding in low-lying areas, and mudslides occurring in mountain regions. This weekend I was intrigued by brilliant flashes from a light show that turned my nighttime storm curiosity into pure awe.
As I passed by one of my bedrooms, I could see the reflection of light flashing behind the closed blinds. I turned off the lights so I could open the blinds to see what was happening outside. The thunderstorm had long passed and the frogs were singing their hearts out among the trees.
I looked at the sky and although I didn’t see lightning bolts, what I saw that many of us have seen before, appeared like fireworks going off in the heavens behind the night clouds. I was mesmerized like a kid, sitting in the darkness of my room looking at the darkness of the night’s illumination by random flashes of tempestuous heavenly lights. In the silence of that distant glow, lying within the depths of darkness I sat there absorbed in the “Wow” factor of God’s might!
What is the most common or most unique tree indigenous to your area? Get ready to plant a tree tomorrow. On the last Friday in April we observe National Arbor Day in the U.S. We know how very important trees are to our environment and our health. This year on April 27, as we celebrate the creation and purpose of trees in our ecosystem, remember to inspire others to plant and nurture this natural provision of oxygen that improves air quality, climate amelioration, conserves water, preserves soil, and supports wildlife.
Enjoy your #ArborDay celebration!
If you don’t protect her, she won’t protect you. It’s just that simple. Today is the observance of Earth Day and while our calendars denote that this day is designated to serve as a reminder about the importance of respecting our planet, conserving energy and being the caretakers of creation we were meant to be, protecting Mother Earth should naturally be an individual, committed and personalized mantra each of us should be cognizant of employing every day.
The toxicity of air pollution, water pollution, and soil pollution are indicators of our carelessness and recklessness that diminish the quality of life Mother Earth produces. Do we realize how intimately our lives are affected by the health and wellbeing of this universe we inhabit? What has happened to our compassion, sensitivity, and appreciation for our beautiful planet that is being destroyed, simply because we have neglected her or failed to see and protect the beauty that abounds all around us?
As I stepped outside this morning to admire the new blossoms and buds on my rose bush, I saw the brilliance of a little red ladybug sitting on one of the leaves and watched her enjoy my rose bush just as much as I did, even if our reasons were different. You don’t have to take on a mass environmental project, but you could do what you can in your neck of the woods, or city, to contribute to the preservation and growth of this planet. Earth Day. Do we really need a day to remind us of something we should be incorporating into our level of consciousness every day? Hmmmm… Just a thought.
We have become a disposable society. Instead of repair and retention, it’s easier to simply choose to throw out and replace. In spite of the fact that although recycling is increasing, polluting our landfills with excessive trash is creating a growing problem of toxicity creating more tragic endings. Many cities lay in waste, desolate and uninhabitable. The land is forsaken.
Growing up, the resounding saying, “Waste not, want not” was especially spoken during mealtimes if we quickly decided to absently throw away good food, that someone dying of hunger would gladly take off of our hands. We weren’t reminded too often of that possibility, which evolved into a mild threat where wastefulness was not tolerated, at least not in our household.
And what about that hedonic treadmill, where we return to our set level of happiness as efforts or interventions to improve our happiness (like more money or more stuff) have a transient effect on our wellbeing? We shift our perspective on the question of whether or not more consumerism will truly buy us more happiness. Do we really need the latest, and most updated gadget to make us happy or simply for bragging rights? I’ve experienced that our attitude and awareness shows us that simplicity is gradually becoming a more accepted way of life. More stuff does not constitute a better and more satisfied life. That’s just my opinion.
No doubt I, like other writers pull out our pens and keyboards and seek a nostalgic moment of clarity in the presence of atmospheric climate pattern changes. Yesterday morning I watched powdered sugar coated snowflakes whisper to leafless branches of oaks and maples while stroking the long slender needles of pines, and landing silently on any surface that welcomed its presence.
Is there a brilliance of creativity dancing in the nucleus of observation, a brilliance that forces us to stop, listen and look to where the depths of spiritual discovery lies in the genius of weather-related silence? And how do our moods change and our heart rate intensify when the ferociousness of wind, rain and snow strike violently like a bold slap on the face when such gentleness turn to brutal storms?
For now, I marvel at this scene of falling flakes as I’ve witnessed many times before as if this is the first time. I never tire of moments like this when I stare at showers of flakes disappearing in a flush of gentle kisses on top of the lake. I would be remiss not to say thank you God for the opportunity to show my gratitude in a moment like this, “weather” I write or not.
This year has been a historically exciting year of astronomical events around the world. From the Comet 45P/HMP in February to the Lyrids meteor shower in April to the Total Solar Eclipse in August, there is no doubt a great deal of galactic activity constantly going on above us, whether we are aware of them or not.
Get ready stargazers because tonight you get to witness the Harvest Moon. Although it most commonly appears in September, this is the closest full moon to the autumn equinox appearing tonight. It is traditionally known as the Harvest Moon because it gave farmers more light and time to gather their crops for the winter. So grab those binoculars and telescopes and drink in the grand mystique of tonight’s Harvest Moon! Of course, many of the moon’s surface features are also noticeably visible.
Harvest Moon Light
Look up, can you see it
ascending majestically on the eastern horizon
as the sun descends in the western sky
the crown of a perfect lunar sphere rises
an orange radiance illuminating in the twilight
I want to mount on a hill and sing passionately
like the lovesick harmony of a wolf’s howl
the light of the night, shine on Harvest Moon.
– ©Kym Gordon Moore