This past weekend, I had the opportunity to attend a writing and yoga retreat in the hills of Soquel, CA. It was a weekend of literally and figuratively “Coming Home”, a time that was quiet, meditative and introspective for me. I’ve decided to do things a bit different today and share one of my pieces from this wonderful weekend, our exercise was to observe a small area out in nature and really see it… hope you enjoy!
WHAT DO YOU SEE?
Dewdrops clinging to everything, sparkling spider webs, large drops on tall grasses, hanging in the balance. Every so often witnessing one drop to the damp earth.
Life in Technicolor, deep green, yellow, brown and red. Smooth and shiny. Palate of life and death.
Little insects jumping from leaf to leaf, leaving their mark on the vegetation that appears to be most popular. Underneath, a whole miniature world replicating the larger landscape, tiny plants sprouting out of the dirt and tiny insects exploring their surroundings.
So many different types of plants, smooth and veiny, fuzzy and indistinct, all living together in a type of cohabitation agreement I am not privy to.
All while the spider weaves her web – back and forth in a pattern and a rhythm only she knows, moving so carefully that the drops of dew still hang on the tips of the long grasses she uses for her pillars.