A Flight

Sitting by the lake tonight I could not help but to be totally absorbed...... blissfully caught in the sun's ray's reflecting from the surface ...... no wind only quietness.....solitude....reflection time.

It is strange at moments to be on the net and all over the world then to merely walk out the door....down a path into nothingness . ..... held tightly in the awe of nature and life as it abounds outdoors. A feeling like the world collapses to this one small place where, all things stand still and can be held in a breathe or a few glances toward the immediate surroundings. One thought which walked back and forth through my mind was that of "letting go"......how people do or do not do it. Some prefer to cut the connection with the precision of a pair of scissors, others linger and take their time, holding the hand of the one they care for .... a continuance of their love. I have experienced both and much prefer the latter.... the other more painful.... more cold. Either way, it is difficult. We speak of being friends afterward, but somehow that is truly and rarely achieved...... I imagine another way.

Imagine you are a plant.... your relationship is as close to the stars and sun as it is to the soil.... your present and future both depend upon water and light.... care and attention.... time and space.... always. Some plants cannot be removed from specific environments lest they perish and wither...becoming extinct. In letting go it is important to realize the other has a need to grow.... to continue to flourish..... Forcing a plant to flourish in a harsh and new environment is not an easy task..... I am almost certain that both plants "lose" in such cases...... As I sat by the lake I pondered why it is we initiate togetherness, build on it, grow with it, care for it and hug it closely then so readily dispose of it. This is not to say there should be no endings....or all things are wonderful....only that in planting a garden....the garden of our lives.....it is much more desireable to have some perennials in the soil. That is.... keep the flowers and other wonderful things from times past and merely remove the weeds. The problem with annual gardens and plants is they must be sown completely new, time after time after time.

Sitting by the lake I imagined trying to create all the surroundings from start.... it would take forever and a day .... even then .... it would not be the same.... The places now and into the future we "see" and adore are only possible to the degree that our minds are capable of taking them in .... and that is directly related to the number of perennials we continue to root in our hearts. All relationships have perennials, look for them...taste them...hold them tightly....never let them go.... and the birds will sing in your forest loudly and brightly forever.