If you want to find the secrets of the universe, think in terms of energy, frequency, and vibration.
~ Nikola Tesla
Last night I spent over three hours at a county Planning and Zoning Commission public hearing regarding the installation of wind turbines throughout the region where I live. I’ve been sitting here for a little while trying to write about it. My blog has traditionally been a type of journal or diary where I keep track of life’s adventures, and this was not only one of life’s adventures, it was a learning experience as well.
But the heat is stealing my energy. The lack of wind, even a small breeze to help evaporate sweat and allow my body’s cooling system to work as it should, is stealing my power. My brain feels as if I’ve spent the week in a sauna.
I want to post photos of snow and ice. I want to wallow in winter.
But I don’t. I don’t because I know quite a few of my blogmates had a harsh winter, may have another harsh winter, and would not appreciate my need for cold, deep and refreshing cold.
I won’t tell you about the meeting, either. Not right now. Instead, I will tell you about my walk today. The daily walk takes place even when the temperature is, as it was today, 90°F at 8:00 AM and 100°F at 11:30 AM. The daily walk is my commitment to myself, to nature, to mindfulness, to beauty, and to learning about the land where I live.
I will tell you about how I walked the quarter mile up the driveway to get the mail and marveled at the yellows of the goldenrod that are sweeping through the meadows. I will tell you about the late blooming Black-Eyed Susans in the middle of the meadow paths, flowers that bloomed after the last mowing. Clearing away some of the other plants opened up space for them, and even though they dawdled through their usual season, they have extended and expanded, the full beauty of their flowerhood responsive to the heat and the sun.
I will tell you about walking back, another quarter of a mile, and peering into the darkness of the woods, and thinking, “oh, how cool it must be in there,” as I left the driveway and took the path towards the cemetery, avoiding the clear patches where the light shines in, and standing deep in the shadows, my eyes closed, reveling in the drop in temperature and feeling that slight breeze I was looking for earlier in this post.
I will tell you about going out to the scrounger’s garden where the zinnias are beginning to droop and the cherry tree has lost most of its leaves and the caterpillars are building tents in some of the trees behind the greenhouse. I stood watching for the little hummingbird that has kept me company for weeks now, and as I stood there, still as a garden statue, two Bald Eagles came swooping down, not more than ten or fifteen feet from me, as startled to see me as I was to see them, swooping, curving around, and lifting back up into the sky almost faster than I could register they were there. So close. So very close. And oh, so beautiful. Were they playing a game of tag? I’m not sure, but there was something playful about their flight.
I will tell you about my slow walk through the woods where the dry pine needles crunch underfoot, and the arid fragrance of the crushed needles rises up with the dust from the trail. Near the marsh and the boardwalk to the dock there is a faint hint of decay, death lying nearby, a bird or a mouse or something small or something mostly eaten by now.
Out on the dock there it is, finally, the breeze! A heron squawks at me, and lifts up, mostly graceful with ungainly spells at the very beginning of his flight. Clouds are building on the horizon, piling up the possibility of rain and thunderstorms.
And lastly, I will tell you about the little butterflies leading me on my walk, one near the meadow, as tiny as the nail of my thumb. I followed, letting them decide where I would go today.
The other, in the woods, slightly bigger and more colorful, flitting around towards the boardwalk that goes out to the dock. A Painted Lady reminding me to lighten up, reminding me to dance, reminding me to taste the joy of life. Say Yes!, even in this heat.
Thank you for visiting today, and joining me on another walk. Perhaps I’ll go out to the dock for sunset tonight. It’s at 7:26 PM. The days, they grow so short. Hopefully that will mean cooler temperatures for us soon. Meet me out there, if you think you can stand the heat. I just checked and we’re up to 110°F in the shade. But never mind that. The temperature should drop a little before sunset and now that the breeze is picking up, it might not be too terribly bad out there. Just think how cool it will feel once the sun leaves us for the evening.
Be good, be kind, be loving. Just Be. 🙂 And have a wonderful good weekend!
Today’s joys: The breeze that has been picking up this afternoon; the flowers and butterflies in the meadows and woods; the magnificent cloud formations; pizza for lunch; iced mint tea that cools and refreshes from the inside out.