I walk with a heavy heart this morning, feeling the grief of the suffering in the family, the world. I am wondering how to step out in support from this place of grief, as one with all those grieving.

A few steps onto pine-needled ground, in the shaded grove, I offer my tears to the earth, believing its capacity to receive and heal. As I walk, I am moved by the symbols around me, giving way to meaning:

Don’t miss that things of beauty grow and perpetuate in the dark places: buttons of bold yellow mushrooms, arcs of purple-feathered blossoms, blackened pods of carmine berries, chartreuse pads of moss. Fallen acorns and hickory nuts offer a future, as well as nourish the present life that seeks them. Let the earth absorb what you carry; it will cushion with love, forgiveness, and peace.

At one point, I can choose to turn around, or go forward, bending through a narrow opening of rain-drenched branches.

You cannot know what awaits you unless you step through.

But I will get wet, dirty!

Yes.

At the edge of a pond a bald cypress stands, its branchlets hanging heavily. Many holding raindrops at their tips, like tears waiting to transform. I reach up and lick a drop with my tongue, surprised and not surprised that it bears the taste of the tree that received it.

As I walk on, there are more choices to be made about where to step. Wade the puddles or not, but keep walking.

Mosquitoes pester as I pause to notice the white beauty-berries through the hedge. Do not be disturbed. Everything belongs. – Photos and reflection by Amy W.

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I walked with an intention of peace for loved ones who are struggling or transitioning. The first overwhelming feeling I had was the stillness and quiet of the air – even more significant because it followed a big rain and wind storm the previous day and night. The storm had left many glassy puddles that reflected the trees in their beauty. Maybe I could be a reflecting pool of peace to emit my love and support for family and friends?

The leaves were beginning to change colors in the autumn air- a natural and beautiful transition to a new season. Celebrate and appreciate the change!  I came upon vines wrapped intricately around the tree limbs- the interconnectedness of nature. Reminded me of my interconnectedness and love not only for family and friends, but for all of humankind and nature. I reflected on peace for the Syrians refugees…

A little further on my walk the amazing purple beauty berries shouted joy to me! And the dancing sculptures and playful otters sang a joyful refrain! 

Peace, love and joy… Interconnected at the soul level. 

Photos and reflection by Nancy L.