Nature Journal 7


I was driving earlier today, and I happened by a park and decided to get out and walk. It was a marvelous temperature and the was cool but not too cool and the sun was warm on my face. It was the part of the day between late afternoon and early evening when the world takes on a golden hue for a moment. So, I pulled into the park, got out of the car, and just went for a walk. I do not have any pictures because I did not think to take any as I was so engrossed in the beauty of the nature and serenity surrounding me. I am unsure of haw far or for how long I walked, and I realize now that neither of those things matter. The trees in the park do not know their age nor do the insects know which day of the week it is. They simply exist and do what they are doing and thus I followed in their philosophy as I walked across those amber lit paths, not knowing or caring where or when I was. I was a sojourner in that park, sauntering as Thoreau might have along the banks of his pond. There was something so monumentally peaceful and serene about simply walking. I was not worried about any assignments or tests or relationships or anything; I was just walking. I was not even reflecting on anything as I walk, my mind was completely blank, it was as if I had become a master of meditation by simply existing in the place at the right time and yet time and place did not matter. The only thing I would have change would be to wear looser pants.

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