Had a wonderful MTB ride yesterday and it reiterated a
couple personal revelations:
1 - Care about people not what they think.
2 - You never know why things happen or how they
will work out for the best.
I was biking and biking and came to a sandy area in front of a massive tree and almost
fell off my bike. Part of the tree was bending over enough that
I could sit on it. As soon as I sat down I was overwhelmed with emotion, peace
and understanding by being the presence of this huge tree. (reminded me of the Wendell Berry
poem “peace of the wildthings”). I talked out loud and felt deep movement and readjustments
inside of me including the revelations above. I am so blessed to have had the experience and I am so glad it is
now a part of me. Looking back it was like I was fighting on the bike, racing, pushing
and finally arrived at this place of peace. I would love to allow for more
instances like that in my life.
THE PEACE OF WILD THINGS
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in teh night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in teh beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me teh day-blind stars
waiting witth their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
- Wendell Berry
