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March 04, 2008
A question
On Sunday evening I went for a walk on Hampstead Heath just as the light was fading, wanting to see more distant horizons than the litter-strewn streets of Holloway. As I walked through a familiar gathering of trees I felt the strong presence of these ancient forms, and stopped to look up at the bare branches and listen.
I found myself thinking about the way the natural world adapts and changes, whether it's with the turning seasons or with changing global conditions. And I asked myself, 'Why do I find it hard to adapt to change when it's so much a part of life, hard to run with the way things are, with the turbulence and storms that come my way? Why can't I accept all this as the next step along the way?'
The trees are beautiful whether it's winter and we see the bare bones, whether it's spring and life emerges, summer and all is abundant, or autumn when the abundance turns to fiery beauty as it burns out. And they're still beautiful when they're blown over and the roots visible.
I wanted to be able to say 'yes' to what's been happening over the past year, and to let the changes be part of the natural progression of life. Unlike the trees, though, I am a thinking being, with choice, feelings, and knowledge of my history. But I'd like to be more like the trees.
Posted by Angela at March 4, 2008 12:12 PM