18 April, 2014

Friday Ramble - Trailing Light

She opens her eyes, the trailing edges of dreams in the woodland and by winding rivers brushing against her still foggy mind – impressions of roots, warm earth and mossy stones, waving ferns and wildflowers in shady places, flickering sunlight and clear blue sky seen through old trees, the songs of rivers in their blithe becoming.

There was melancholy in her dreams, and an element of panic too – the night's apprehensions linger as she emerges with of tea in hand after rambling for hours in the darkness.  Has she accomplished anything at all in this old life?  What if she is just floundering through her existence this time around and not accomplishing anything at all.  What if she is unable to express in any meaningful way how rare and precious and fleeting are all beings and this earthy realm we are treading together?

In shadowy alcoves in the woods there is snow, but warmed by the springtime sun, greenery is appearing out of the leaves and mosses in nooks here and there.  The tender ferns springing from the granite in her favorite gorge are content just to be there and basking in the sunlight of their native place.  Perhaps, like them she gets to come back and leaf out over and over again until she gets things right.  She remembers Joanna Macy's words, and she is comforted:

It is my experience that the world itself has a role to play in our liberation. Its very pressures, pains, and risks can wake us up -- release us from the bonds of ego and guide us home to our vast, true nature. For some of us, our love of the world is so passionate that we cannot ask it to wait until we are enlightened.
Joanna Macy, World as Lover, World as Self

Somehow or other, she will be here among these hills forever and drinking in the wild light.  Her molecules will disperse and reassemble and cavort in many other life forms, but they may remember in some small measure or scrap of their being what it was like to be here this time around.  That is quite enough.

4 comments:

Mystic Meandering said...

Lovely writing! You "should" write a book! :) Just this morning I was pondering the same questions that you pose in paragraph 2: What have I accomplished, am I just floundering through life, why am I unable to express what I want to express in meaningful ways that touch people...

And love Joanna Macy's quote - everything is here to wake us up, to show us our vast, true Nature. I know that is true... Watching Cosmos has shown me that too... :)

I am grateful for your presence here. Your offerings have made a difference in *my* life... :)

What in the World said...

Cate, your exquisite images and beautiful words have brought so much joy to me everyday that I could never begin to Thank You.

bev said...

Beautiful words and images, Cate. Those ferns springing from granite in a favourite gorge are so familiar.
-bev from JTTC

lady grey said...

What a lot you achieve with your stunning images and your eloquent writing. And your unconditional gifting of both to all of us. That's some accomplishment, I'd say!