We notice a narrow trail that leaves the lane on which we have been walking. Let's take the trail and see where it goes. We swing into the forest among the towering firs and spruce with aspen dotted throughout and soon come to a meadow. Our breath catches as we look out over a grand vista with mountains in the distance to the east and to the north. In the midst of the meadow is a small lake that reflects the trees and the startlingly blue sky. A more beautiful day could not be imagined. The breeze, which has stiffened is cold. and the water shimmers as it is riffled by the wind, which moans and sighs through the trees, rattling the quaking aspen leaves. Silence rules. We dare not utter a sound because it would interrupt some vast eternal mandate to keep silence in the presence of the Holy!
As if in response to our worship there appears birds from the trees, flitting through the breeze, dipping into the cold waters and darting away. One is an amazing painted bunting. He pauses on a small branch growing at the water's edge. Soon joining him is the bright flash of the Rocky Mountain Bluebird, while scolding them both from in the higher branches is the Stellar's Jay. Nature is at it's best on this fragrant yellow-orange afternoon.
As if in response to our worship there appears birds from the trees, flitting through the breeze, dipping into the cold waters and darting away. One is an amazing painted bunting. He pauses on a small branch growing at the water's edge. Soon joining him is the bright flash of the Rocky Mountain Bluebird, while scolding them both from in the higher branches is the Stellar's Jay. Nature is at it's best on this fragrant yellow-orange afternoon.
As we ponder the holiness of the moment it comes to mind that we have somehow separated ourselves from the beauty of this day and the wonder that emanates from it. How often we fail to realize, or even believe, that we are part of this day. It lives inside us if it lives anywhere.
In the first chapter of Genesis in the Torah God says: "Let us make man in our image, in our likeness . . . " How loudly we proclaim that we believe that with our whole hearts, yet, if we really do believe it we know that we all are of the mind of God, the Holy, the Source, the Creator of all things. Not only that, but we are a part of this beautiful planet, not just living on it, but being part of the reality and spirit of it. We are made in the image of God and the positive power, the high energy of God can and will be ours when we begin to abandon the idea that we are separate from everything else, that we are somehow above it all. As we stand looking quietly over this glistening lake that reflects the beauty of this day we must be aware that as we swim in the soul of God and make that our own soul, we, too, reflect the very presence of that Creative Power with our lives.
As we leave the lake we notice the little dock across the way with a single chair I can't help but chuckle a little as I wonder, is that where God sits and meditates on a world that sometimes seem so chaotic. Being here in this now moment helps us to see beneath the chaos and realize that we are a vital part of a beautiful world!Namaste!
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