Our tall limbed, leaved teachers are nearing their Winter slumber.
The earth swollen from recent rain encourages scent that breathes home to me.
Feathered friends easily and cheerfily twittering in nearby bushes and trees, expressing urgency to build warm nests for the long cold days that are approaching.
It is a time for us all to ready ourselves with the necessities needed to endure the chilly winds and icy pathways.
Feeling the vibrations of the busy world is like feeling the rhythm of my own heart…busy, yet peaceful is the moment and the moment is now…now which was different than before and will be different to that which is yet to come.
Thank you my tall limbed teachers.
I look forward to seeing your branches breathe with life with new leaves and activity.
Musings of a Heathen 