Early this morning I read that National Geographic
believes older women should get out in nature more.
I would agree that modest adventure is good for some of us,
and wild adventure is good for others,
but yes, if possible, all of us should get up and go.
So I decided to take my rain jacket for a modest walk.
I love my jacket.
It keeps me dry and does not complain about doing so.
It seems to enjoy, like most of us, being asked to come along
rather than left to hang around in a crowded dark closet.
It kindly leaves my hands free to help my phone take pictures.
Yes, the three of us went for a walk.
It did rain, but not hard. Did that make us an intrepid party of four?
I was startled by a flock of birds that I heard
take off before I saw them.
Actually, I do not know how many creatures, including
birds and trees and fallen leaves still in their colors, and rain,
and the skittish grey cat, and neighbors who said hello,
joined me on this small adventure.
I just knew I was not alone.
Before I left, I listened to a presentation by the wise Jack Kornfield.
As I walked I pondered the difference between
awareness, and compassionate awareness.
At least, I think that is what he was talking about.
Regardless, we all know people who express
their awareness like a pouncing lion.
They sense weakness and have a mission
to make themselves known just before they try to devour us.
I confess that on occasion I, too, have jumped to make myself known.
Yet, there is another awareness that includes compassion.
That is very different. A knowing that does not consume
but makes room. Lots of room.
Enough for the whole world.
Today has been a beautiful adventure.
It is not quite noon.
I still have time, and some room, to learn.
say, November 2024
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