As I age, I find myself to be gathering memories and forming collages with appreciation and deeper understanding. What once made no sense whatsoever, begins to blend in with other experiences, revealing a particular belief or skill.
Connection strengthens as I walk amongst the trees, as they speak their silent language offering protection from the breeze. Scurrying of unseen animals reminds me of the numerous mystical realms now open to me.
The dappling of light falling down through the trees replicates wisdom being bestowed upon me. It is within this sacred chamber that all fears are lost and nurturing comfort caresses me. As I wander, my heart is open and all are welcomed.
"The dappling of light falling down through the trees replicates wisdom being bestowed upon me."
ReplyDeleteYet another beautiful visual you have shared with your writing today.