Sitting beside a river looking up and see yourself looking down at yourself from the trees. An illusion, wishful thinking, obscure egotism? Being so devoured by your own sense of grandeur, observing yourself as such; essentially two in one.
Fantasy; a pleasant dream offering the same perspectives from opposite standpoints? Different dimensions, parallel universes?
Take a moment to think about such a surreal experience. Which of the two images are you? Or are both the same, so in ‘reality’ you are literally seeing yourself. Any move of the head and body would be mirrored. What could not happen is for both images to stand in front of each other, for this would betray the laws of fantasy. For the image looking down is the same as you looking upward.
The thought of such fantasies; Sitting beside a dove up a tree would tend to be experienced via a dream. Looking down at the river bank is another ‘you’. A mirage or just the brain gliding away from reality?
Enjoying the freedom of walking beside rivers and beautiful hills resplendent with copses of trees. Being outside enveloped by Nature is easy to take for granted until denied.
Rippling Rivers or still water lakes have a special significance in that they flow around us or within us. As the water moves, it caresses our senses; perhaps in harmony with our cerebral fluid. Both liquid, and both subject to changes in temperature, pressure, and other elements of Nature including the moon that manages the tides.
Sitting or standing looking at a river, letting our thoughts wander, we become part of the river; flowing along, water glistening, but still in the same spot. Imagination has no limits. We flow with the waters and feel we are flowing, but we remain anchored.
Looking at birds in the trees, creating an empathy with their gliding majesty. Their wings in tune with the breeze. They alight upon the river bank to look upwards at the tree tops and sky. They are part of Nature’s dimensions, for they can choose to look upward from one spot along a riverside or fly down from above to the same location. This is their freedom.
We can only look upwards and dream of flying through treetops to look downwards. Or are we actually limited?
A lake ever so gently releases beautifully positive vibes. Gentle, tranquil, soul-caressing. A gift from Mother Nature.
Enjoy sitting by a lake or river and send me your thoughts of meditation and belonging.
Are you viewing yourself from the treetops or from the riverside Upwards in a spiral of repetitive fantasy?