In life there is darkness and there is light. The light symbolises the less strenuous part of the road to enlightenment, the darkness the more difficult parts of the journey. When we are in the darkness we must remember that there is light and even though the journey is hard we will reach it.
There is a sense of belonging when I am out amongst the trees. Maybe it is because there is no pressure to conform, play by the rules. Out in Nature you can be yourself, no-one to judge you or tell you what to do.
Sometimes life can be become a little blurred. Maybe its because the days are just passing way too quickly. And its becoming increasingly harder to do the things that I love to do. I don’t know when the last time was that I actually sat and listened to some music, actually closed my eyes and immersed myself totally. I am surrounded by Nature too, yet I can’t seem to be able to reach out and touch it, or walk through it. It is the blur that you see out of the window when you are driving along the road.
But saying that I had my first, very brief, foray out into the fields on Sunday. I didn’t make it to the Dene that I love to wander through but it was so blissful to be out, to listen to the wind, to smell the grass, to feel the earth beneath my feet. It was a brief moment but even brief moments can feed the soul. And I took photos too, the wind often blurring the subjects that I was trying to capture. Nature seemed to be imitating my life. I hope that next time, and I hope that is soon, Nature is a little kinder, a little calmer, and maybe life may just be like that too.