It was warm enough to mow the lawn today. The winter has been mild here in the Pacific Northwest, with sunshiny days and higher temperatures than usual. Oh how blissful this spring tease is!
Pushing the mower along, I basked in the scents, sights, and sounds all around me. Delightful daffodils with their happy faces, little purple blooms that I maneuvered around ever so gently, and so many shades of green to take in. It felt like a magical summer day. There’s nothing like the fragrance of freshly cut grass to bring back memories of picnics in the park and evenings spent catching fireflies.
All of this in the heart of winter!
There’s so much beauty all around me. Now that I work at a florist and garden center, I’m embraced by the colors of nature every day. Emerson is spot on with the quote above. Nature has always been my sanctuary — that place of deep spiritual wisdom unlike any other. Sitting under a 1,000 year old Sequoia tree infuses me with something that I can’t get anywhere else. Simple wildflowers peeking up in the meadow offer an invitation to feel. Just pause and feel — to notice the miracle in the moment. There are so many to witness.
I used to think that I had to go to temples or attend lavish ceremonies to feel like I was doing something “spiritual.” Living on the island of Bali for so long, it was a daily experience to partake in these formal rituals. Although beautiful and profound, I still never felt the simple, powerful connection that I always feel when walking along a solitary wooded path or digging in the freshly turned earth. For me, there’s nothing more spiritual than that.
Now it’s time to enjoy the rest of my day off, walking in the woods and taking in the gifts of sun, blossoms, birds, and budding branches. The trails await me. ♥