I’m turning off the incessant negative news reportage,
and contemplating the beauty of nature springing forth.
I’ve perfected so well
my language of words,
yet I find in the plant world
a different expanded awareness
beyond just my language of words.
It’s a language of tones and silences,
a language of touch and feelings,
a language of energy and blending of categories,
and a mystery of otherness.
I open my eyes and ears,
feelings and cognition.
I am renewed and healed
Things that inspire me:
Learning in a variety of ways, literary, analytic, experimental, communicational and being compassionate.
Creative endeavors, such as art, music, poetry, and dance. Hiking in the woods or in nature. Feeling the energy of oneness in nature that is not felt in the city. Strumming on the guitar and composing poetic verses.
The spirit of oneness in my experience. The connection between different facets of my experience, such as visual colors, harmonies, nature and language. Spirituality is sensing my world as both.