There is a moment in nature when you are no longer an observer, you are a participant.
You are a living breathing part of a much larger whole. There is no self, you are connected to everything, the trees, water, the singing of the loons, the chill in the air. A hummingbird buzzes five feet in front of me, hovers there, and a silent understanding passes between us. Her message has been delivered, and suddenly she disappears so fast, I question whether or not she was ever there in the first place. The quiet noises of the background amplify into a symphony; the singing insects, conversations of birds, the stillness of the water, the slow movement of pine branches. I’ve moved into another frequency, and suddenly what I had only understood to be white noise, is a beautiful concert.
Profoundly, it occurs to me that it’s been playing all along…and not only can I hear it, but I am a part of it.
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