We are in for a string of
Lazy Hazy Days
with temperatures and humidity soaring.
I took a walk this morning with my camera beside Medicine Lake when the thermometer already read 85 degrees. Though it was hot and humid, there was a lovely breeze off the lake. And the trees along the path offered me dappled shade, making the heat seem not quite so challenging.
The view across the lake was beautiful while the sky near the horizon looked hazy and soft. I was captivated by black bird song, and the patch of green grasses growing in one section of the lake.
Ah, summertime — this season feels so
Ephemeral
lasting for a markedly brief period of time, so beautiful and so fleeting. I want to somehow slow down time and linger in the early morning summer softness treasuring the lush green trees and the feeling of the soft breeze.
How about you? Are you also treasuring the warmth, even if it maybe feels a bit warmer than you would like? Each year I wish I could hold onto spring and summer just a bit longer and put off the cold months.
Instead of holding on tighter to each moment and wishing (in vain) for summer to last longer, I’m working on celebrating each day no matter what it brings.
This is what I have to say to you. Throw off the bonds of your conditioning and fear and celebrate the wonder of being here. Experience this moment as it is, connected by breath and essence to the whole. You couldn’t be separate if you tried.
Live this day as if the earth exhales blessings in your direction, as if trees speak their deepest secrets in your ear, as if bird songs can lift you outside your ordinary state of mind and bring you into the truth.
Be the creative juice flowing through the universe. Be compassion in action and wholeness in motion. Be silence and stillness, the ocean of love so palpable that not one cell of you disputes the truth that you are that. Be so open to your destiny that it unfurls like a banner in the sky, a sign saying “Live until you die with gratitude, generosity, and grace.”
— Danna Faulds, Limitless
Wild and Precious Life…
And here is a portion of one of my favorite Mary Oliver poems, from the poem, The Summer Day, which asks that important question, “What is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?”
I don’t know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn’t everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
With your one wild and precious life?— Mary Oliver
In this beautiful time of year the day before solstice, with early sunrises and late sunsets, summer breezes, and lush greens all around, I too, feel like falling down in the grass to count my blessings.
Have a beautiful warm week my friends.
May you walk in beauty.
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