I joyfully left my wipes, gloves and hand sanitizer in the front seat of the car. The sign in the parking lot said, "Lock up your valuables." That directive used to refer to my wallet.
For the next hour or so, I wouldn't need them. I could touch anything I wanted and never have to protect or sanitize. It was a new definition of freedom in a world that feels like one big germ.
I stepped onto Huckleberry Trail and breathed deeply of freshness. This 3.5 mile hiking trail begins 30 minutes from our home at one of my favorite Arkansas state parks, Woolly Hollow. The name and place sound backwoodsy, in the best possible sense, where Nature immerses the visitor in her peacefulness.
Yet, as I strode farther into the woods, I found myself dragging along worries and concerns of the day, at a pace that felt more like a workout than a saunter (one of my favorite Thoreau words.) Finally a robin caught my attention with its rebuke, "Slow down; take notice."
I stopped. The silence caught me off guard like suddenly closing the door on a noisy party. I looked for the nearest place to sit down.
A perfect sitting rock lay right in front of me. For the next 10 minutes, 20 minutes, or perhaps just 5, I sat and listened with eyes open and closed, feeling morning sun on my back and hearing the sound of stream, bird and breeze. And when I continued sauntering, I paid attention.
At the end of the trail, I reached out my hand and touched a tree, a parting connection to a place which felt like the normal I miss more every day.
Its texture, smell and calming spirit were still present when I returned to the car.
I did not wipe them off.
4/4/2020 09:29:31 am
How lovely to hear from you today. I loved the part where you said, ” it was like closing the door on a noisy party, ” what a great description. In these days of quiet, I have realized how many opportunities that I have to have beautiful
4/4/2020 10:46:52 am
I have a hard time shutting off the noisy party, I can tell you. This morning it woke me up at 4 a.m. I find peace in my garden, and now that we have a stay at home order here in Missouri I am pretty sure that my gardens will be getting more attention than they are used to!
4/4/2020 12:48:07 pm
we all need this........
4/4/2020 02:55:10 pm
Beautifully written. Thank you.
4/4/2020 06:24:16 pm
Such a lovely reflection, Twylla. Thank you.
4/5/2020 12:34:11 pm
My labyrinth (I am the artist with a copyright on the process of creating her,in a sacred way) I taught 75 people, including my friend and helper (Michael Hopp) who worked towards getting people there that day.And we had a celebration in making a Cob/adobe Labyrinth.Entitled an Earthprayer for World Peace, and as it turned out to be a Hopi Earth/Mother labyrinth.My Life's work is to use the earth in all my work which also teaches people how to make there own home out of Con/adobe at a fraction of other buildings and as you know one of the World's most pressing problems is shelter.Cob building is a community collaborative playful process:It's fun to help people build affordable beautiful houses.
4/6/2020 11:53:23 am
Wonderful, Twylla! May you continue to find peace in nature.
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