Its way after midnight, i’ve been working online and am ready for sleep.
I’m visiting friends in the woods on the shore of the Great Lakes. its a wild, undevelopend area. Yesterday two bald eagles flew overhead, the day before a porcupine ambled past my door. Every night i see deer (last night i saw 2 fox).
I need this nature, she is my fix, my sanity. She is real, doesn’t pull any punches.
There’s a maple tree overhanging the deck i’m about to sleep on. Its leaves are turning, vital crisp red is creeping up from the tips of her leaves. I’m going to rest my tired head beneath her branches. As the breeze blows thru them, they murmer, whispering their own sweet magic, and something deep within my cells is nurtured.
Sometimes i feel caught between the world of doing, producing, creating and the world outside. I seek to integrate the two, bring the beauty and simplicity of ‘out there’ more fuly into me. Thats why i sleep outside so much, an offering of myself to this larger grace of nature and her primal energies that so enliven me.
The night is calling and i gratefully surrender…
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