Accept what comes from silence.
Make the best you can of it.
Of the little words that come
out of the silence, like prayers
prayed back to the one who prays,
make a poem that does not disturb
the silence from which it came.
~ Wendell Berry, Excerpted from his poem “Given”
This morning’s sunrise was peachy keen, as they used to say. The sky was clear and blue with a peach-colored light just above the treeline. Sunrise today was at 6:58 AM. I think it was somewhere around 6:50 when we started this Forty Early Mornings challenge. Sunset today is scheduled for 6:51 PM. It seems like the days are in a hurry to grow shorter, or maybe that’s just my odd perception of time and the way it flies as I get older.
It’s been a while since we’ve walked through the woods and out to dock together. The woods are no place to be during the mugginess and bugginess of summer so I don’t spend much time there unless we happen to get one of those rare cool and windy summer days. The promised cold front moved through yesterday evening with very little fanfare. Just a quick plunge in the temperature. They say it got down in the 40’s in some spots on the Eastern Shore last night. It was around 50°F when I went out for a walk. A beautiful, blue-sky, jacket day.
The too-tall lawn grasses were dewy when I stepped off the deck to go out to the woodland trail. The air was cool and dry with a lovely fresh scent. I said good morning to the Three Amigos (mockingbirds) before I took a turn to the left towards the woods. The sky to the west was a beautiful shade of magenta. I was hoping to get out to the dock before the color faded but once in the woods, all thoughts of hurrying left me. It was nice to be back among the tall trees again.
The crows were out this morning, crooning their song of caw and response. A Northern Flicker was calling from somewhere in the woods and, like the crows, he was probably warning everyone else that I was coming through. A fluffy tailed rabbit hopped across the path and into the marsh grasses. I’m surprised I didn’t see more than one. Then again, it looks as though the hawks have returned for the winter. M and I spotted one yesterday while we were eating dinner. We’ll probably see fewer bunnies in the months to come.
It was quiet out on the dock, but not silent. It’s never truly silent, is it? A lone gull laughed somewhere over in the marsh. What sounded like a thousand geese were honking in a nearby farm field. I’m guessing that’s where they were from the way the sound carried across the marsh and over the water. A snake wriggled by, a fish splashed, and a terrapin popped its head up out of the water to say good morning.
Ten days done on this Forty Early Mornings challenge. This morning’s yoga practice was wonderful. An hour of Kundalini yoga and about fifteen minutes of meditation. I cut the meditation short because I knew that the walk and being present in the walk was a form of meditation in and of itself.
The path through the woods is still wet from all the super high tides we’ve had recently. I wonder if there will come a point where those higher tides will be normal high tides? Probably so, given the current state of affairs. The tide was coming in when I got to the dock, and the area around the boardwalk was beginning to fill with water. That means it was a higher than usual tide, but not the kind that floods the woods.
The sea myrtles are going to seed. If it stays dry, and they’re saying it will, the seeds will soon be filling the air and then covering the ground and everything else around here. I like to watch them when the sun is low in the sky and the light hits them just right. It’s magic, all those fluffy seeds glittering and floating in the sunlight.
The question we need to ask ourselves is whether there is any place we can stand in ourselves where we can look at all that’s happening around us without freaking out, where we can be quiet enough to hear our predicament, and where we can begin to find ways of acting that are at least not contributing to further destabilization.
~ Ram Dass
Thank you for visiting and for joining me on a sunrise walk out to the woods and the dock. Be good, be kind, be loving. Just Be. 🙂
A few of the 10,000 reasons to be happy: 336) The way the sunlight plays in the woods, a brush of light here, a swish of it there, a line of it somewhere else. 337) The fresh scent of the air early this morning. 338) The reflections on the water. 339) Slow walking through the woods without having to swat at mosquitoes or biting flies, not even once. 340) Moments of deep peace and inner stillness.