Often after a dreary, cool, damp day, the sun comes out to kiss us goodnight causing the hill over the meadow to light up as if burning. Then the moon as darkness envelopes the earth, lighting up the surroundings more eerily. Getting out of my head into nature is the best cure for whatever is causing my negative loops which increase in the cold months. And exercise.
Suddenly my reverie breaks looking over the meadow as my footfalls come to a stop. Even in late fall there is beauty and action because birds and other critters are always busy. They don’t ‘think’, they move, sing, eat and just live. Getting ready for bed the thought arose, what’s the point? Each day awaking to what, what’s my purpose? But maybe, like the animals, it is to just live.
Live as fully as possible in each moment and cherish it.
Sunset in the West aglow on hill over the meadow in the East…taken on our back deck. (moon too)