After the Storm

A naked misty dawn walk around the flowers and herbs in the garden, a (semi-naked) stroll up the lane and through the fields followed last night's powerful thunder storm with hundreds of lightning strikes. A rare experience, where the nostrils are assailed by the scents of the earth, and the skin is freshly laundered by the kisses of now gentle raindrops.

The kindly breeze blows away the traumas of the last week; a gentle pause in the maelstrom of life is welcomed. Yes, a precious experience indeed, when the extraordinary meets the ordinary, the hidden spirit becomes manifest and the warring storm abates. When all there is, is peace.

 In these divine moments of Oneness, we know our connection to the All, and acknowledge that we too are Divinity Itself.

The birds and the daytime field and woodland animals have begun to stir.  A new day has begun.