You have to watch a scene—not just look at it. Watch the trees, the flowing water, fields of grass and flowers, and the clouds. Watch ‘til they talk to you. Then listen to the voices that create the musical composition as well as the visual.
Wow, this wasn't a read, it was an experience. Very much a moving meditation, though the meditation was internal. I was drawn into the experience of mindfulness, while learning mindfulness practices, while apparently just reading about exploring nature. Exquisite! My C-PTSD-trained brain thanks you!
Jerry, we both reach for the horizon...where both sun and the moon rise to say things in the morning--usually more than a simple, "hello." And then there is the horizon of the human mind that has no limits as far as I can tell. As I once wrote in a song: ...I will climb the highest mountain to make my life a sunrise...to see the world through Your eyes...like a child.
I loved this line: . “It doesn’t matter how you create art. Even if you don’t, look and listen to what surrounds you. The natural stuff. It has plenty to say.” And Cezanne’s painting - reminded me of some of yours. I often sit in my garden admiring all the activity, but I don’t think I’ve ever thought of “conversing” with it in a 2-way fashion. I’ll pay more attention to that in future.
Yes, converse. Maybe not out loud because people might think you have gone fluffy in the head__but ours is not the only voice in nature. I have discovered that there is much wisdom among the leafy and leggy critters--and less insanity.
Wow, this wasn't a read, it was an experience. Very much a moving meditation, though the meditation was internal. I was drawn into the experience of mindfulness, while learning mindfulness practices, while apparently just reading about exploring nature. Exquisite! My C-PTSD-trained brain thanks you!
Jerry, we both reach for the horizon...where both sun and the moon rise to say things in the morning--usually more than a simple, "hello." And then there is the horizon of the human mind that has no limits as far as I can tell. As I once wrote in a song: ...I will climb the highest mountain to make my life a sunrise...to see the world through Your eyes...like a child.
I loved this line: . “It doesn’t matter how you create art. Even if you don’t, look and listen to what surrounds you. The natural stuff. It has plenty to say.” And Cezanne’s painting - reminded me of some of yours. I often sit in my garden admiring all the activity, but I don’t think I’ve ever thought of “conversing” with it in a 2-way fashion. I’ll pay more attention to that in future.
Yes, converse. Maybe not out loud because people might think you have gone fluffy in the head__but ours is not the only voice in nature. I have discovered that there is much wisdom among the leafy and leggy critters--and less insanity.