Reflections of Nature...

When we tug at a single thing in nature we find it attached to the rest of the world. ~John Muir

My husband and I both love to be out in nature. As we hike and observe the birds, the vast array of animal life, and the signs of the seasons, I often find myself in awe and thinking...why? how? This will be my page to think...

But ask now the beasts, and they shall teach thee; and the fowls of the air, and they shall tell thee; Or speak to the earth, and it shall teach thee; and the fishes of the sea shall declare unto thee.

job 12; 7-8

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Nature is painting for us, day after day, pictures of infinite beauty if only we have the eyes to see them.

flower

You must have had the experience of walking along the edge of the sea or a lake on a summer's evening when the moonlight shimmered across the waves. Whether or not you noticed, the beam of light reflecting off the water shone directly at your feet.
It always does. No matter if there are a million people walking along the shore, each individual, when he stops and looks up, sees a shaft of light shining at his feet.
There is something in the nature of light which makes it so, just as there is something in the nature of God's being that reaches out to us - individually. When we stop and look up, the light of His love is radiantly directed at each of us, and the dark path ahead is no longer dark. 

                 Be like a bird, who,
                 halting in his flight
                 on limb too slight,
                 feels it give way beneath him...
                 yet sings,
                 knowing he has wings.

The little cares that fretted me,
I lost them yesterday
Among the fields, above the sea, among the winds at play.

The sea runs without end
sometimes slowly
sometimes swiftly.
eternally creating
formations and images in the sand.
It is the same with life.
We live...
some of us quickly,
others with caution,
taking time.
and the experiences
create lines and impressions.
and our faces, like the sand,
show what happens in our souls.

What you do is beautiful.
but I have other ideas.

We shall never cease from exploration.
And the end of all our exploring
will be to arrive where we started,
and know the place for the first time.

Live your life each day
as you would climb a mountain.
An occasional glance toward the summit
keeps the goal in mind,
but many beautiful scenes are to be observed
from each new vantage point.
Climb slowly, steadily,
enjoying each passing moment;
and the view from the summit
will serve as a fitting climax
for the journey.

God?
The imagination reels.

bear
Soft, white fluff on a body round. Large baby paws padding the ground.
Eyes blinking sweetly, but making no sound. A polar bear cub into nature is bound.

The mountains,trees,and rivers change their appearance with the vicissitudes of times and seasons, as a man changes with his experiences and emotions.
Kahlil Gibran

All I have seen teaches me to trust the creator for all I have not seen. 

Oh, better than the minting
   of a gold-crowned king,
Is the safe-kept memory
   of a lovely thing!

If you would reap praise, you must sow the seeds: gentle words and useful deeds.

The flower looks up high to see only the light, and never looks down to see its shadow. This is a wisdom which man must learn.

Something will have gone out of us as a people if we ever let the remaining wilderness be destroyed, if we permit the last virgin forests to be turned into comic books and plastic cigarette cases: if we drive the few remaining members of the wild species into zoos or to extinction; if we pollute the last clear air and dirty the last clean streams and push our paved roads through the last of the silence, so that never again will people be free in their own country from the noise, the exhausts, the stinks of human and automotive waste, and so that never again can we have the chance to see ourselves single, separate, vertical and individual in the world, part of the environment of trees and rocks and soil, brother to the other animals, part of the natural world and competent to belong in it. We simply need that wild country available to us, even if we never do more than drive to its edge and look in, for it can be a means of reassuring ourselves of our sanity as creatures, as part of the geography of hope.....

Wallace Stegner: Professor of English, Stanford University

Me...Denali National Park, Alaska

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