4 years ago. Saturday, December 11, 2021 at 9:28 AM
I sit here on this brisk cold morning in December on my patio looking out at the water, all the trees have lost their leaves, with all but the limbs to see, it sends me back to my spiritual self, not seeing there bare ness but the beauty of their nakedness, their branches connected to their limbs, the strength of their trunks that are rooted into the soil, if only we would embrace our bodies and minds in the same way and see that we need to nourish our roots and accept ourselves as the beautiful beings we are in the bare nakedness of our bodies, souls and minds... how beautiful this world could be.. as my mind drifted back and I looked at the tree once more, what would appear but that black Raven looking over me !
