I went to the mountains today, and -- as always -- found such peace there. It was a perfect autumn day. At one point, when the rest of the family had gone ahead on the trail, I stopped and just listened. The creak of afternoon peepers, the rush of cold water. Sunlight reaching the forest floor in broken patterns. Green and yellow scattered across the trail, and some red, though less than in past years because of the drought.
Surrounded by trees, I could feel the collective wisdom of these noble beings. I know how "out there" that sounds, but ... it's true. They are benevolent, noble, possessors of a silent strength. I am very attracted to that. I stand among them, with reverence, and give thanks. For whatever our small thanks means to them.
Anger seems far away in a place such as this.
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