We learned to sit in the woods--still as stone--and look and listen for 30 minutes at time. Once we made ourselves part of the trees, the leaves, and the rocks, we saw and heard wonders we'd only dreamed about--the wings of a insect zooming by our ears, the rustle of the leaves as the wind blows, sparrows playing the underbrush so close we could hear the morsels in their beaks snap as they ate them.
|* Thank you to David and Anne, teachers of how to sit and be unseen.|
This week, when you have a minute or ten to yourself, find a place that suits you: a park, a stand of woods, a trail, a lake, a canyon, a mountain. Pull up a rock or a tree and sit for 10 minutes or for 60. Be still. When you shift or move, move with the wind. Bring your vision from telescopic to panoramic.
Sit and be in wonder. What happens?
Moon fades right, sun warms left,
Forrest ready front, Maple holds us all
A flick of a tail and red flashes by
Whoosh of a wing close behind
Ground rustling calls the squirrels from beyond sight
Rushing the proud oak
Running round and round and round then back down
All heard in the drum of running feet
Hawk screams somewhere east
Crows call north, fading south
Delicate taps shift west
Woodpecker needles the branches tree
Shift. Tap. Tap. Tap. Shift. Tap. Shift Tap. Tap.
Jay screams past in blue
Between the large trunked trees
Too big to hug, perfect for sitting