I WATCHED THE UNIVERSE DANCE, TODAY!

As I sat in my easy chair reading Julian of Norwich this morning, I looked through my sliding glass doors opening onto my second story deck at the world around me.  Bijou, one of my two toy poodles, was asleep on the ottoman, snoring softly, next to my bare feet while Zoe’ was basking in the dappled sun as it streamed into the room.  Sam the squirrel was standing on his haunches, on the banister, trying to reach the thistle seed feeder I have for the finches. After a few more sniffs, and no little frustration, he went back to the dried ear of corn stuck on a large nail in the railing.  Bobby Blue Jay lighted on the top of the feeder stand making sure it was safe to roost on the container holding his fave, dried meal worms.

Beyond the deck was a sea of green from the coniferous and deciduous trees in the green belt behind my home.  White cumulus clouds filled in the space behind the trees with blue skies laying on top.  I could see some of the petunias and the hibiscus in pots on the deck.  The wind gently moved the leaves of all as the swayed rythmically as sparrows pushed and shoved their way to the bird seed.  A mama took a small piece of millet and fed her chirping juvenile.  Just now, Cal the cardinal showed up to add his color and beauty to the cosmic ballet.

And, I was one with creation.  Peaceful.  Satisfied.  Connected to all around me.  My soul is a bit larger, now.  I am filled with a sense of quiet joy, satisfied in the knowledge that all shall be well.  All shall be well.  All manner of things shall be well.”

4 thoughts on “I WATCHED THE UNIVERSE DANCE, TODAY!

  1. Good day Michael, I appreciate you sharing your observations and response. Yesterday, I was meandering through Boyer Chute. Came across two aged, powerful Cottonwoods. I say “aged and powerful” because they managed to survive the flood in this area a few years back. For this reason they were standing alone, amid grasses, reeds, and saplings. I have always loved Cottonwoods. The sound produced by wind or breeze moving through their unique foliage and structure is indeed, a melody I treasure. Anyway, I sat down next to those survivors, focused on the life that flows through them, as well as this aged, somewhat powerful body, and also felt “at one with creation”. We are blessed!

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