Early Spring when trees are bare of leaves, stark and open space, no curtain of green to hide the distant views and then pausing looking up towards treetops; branches waving in the wind, a sense of surrealism embraces the senses.
Walking through woodland, alongside rivers, and water meadows, leaves and rushes wavering gently; their reflective images quivering in water ripples, senses enliven the mind, facilitating harmony, creating a wonderful air of calm and serenity.
A feeling that anything is possible as the heart floats around this majesty we call Nature. Floating; releasing the heart, allowing good vibes to encompass a feeling of literally being part of; at one with the natural world.
Being or feeling ‘at one’ with the natural environment can tend to be the rôle of wildlife. Uninhibited by everyday tensions and the regularity of human existence, they are part of and at one with their natural environment.
Let the heart wonder. Release pent-up energy in a manner that converts energy vibes into undulating pulses of gentle ecstasy.
Imagination and reality become one as we float among empty branches of trees, their welcome being almost tangible as their bare branches await the dawning of the rebirth of Nature.
We are blessed. Never to be taken for granted.
Never to be taken for granted.