Heroes Not Zombies

I know it seems that the seasons are not so distinctly different these days as they seem to be in my childhood memory banks but I still love how the natural environment clearly demonstrates the cycles and rhythms of life.

I visited the Royal Palace in La Granja near Segovia in Spain this week. It has amazing 1500 acre gardens with thousands of beautiful, very old trees.

However, on a much smaller scale, this chestnut and an autumn crocus in full bloom caught my eye and between them they just say – we’re in autumn now.

Yes, I know that if you’re reading this in the Southern Hemisphere you’ll be noticing signs of Spring, and I rather like that – I like that wherever we are on this planet we can see the signs of seasons moving from one to another but what we actually see and experience depends on exactly where are.

I love that melding of what we share and what we experience differently which creates the uniqueness of this present moment.

But especially I love the sense of “telling the time” by observing the plant kingdom around me. It has the effect of instilling a deep sense of harmony in me, a feeling of resonance, of “tuning in” and of connecting.

In short, a simple natural “tableau” such as this single crocus and single chestnut dissolves my personal boundaries and fills me with the sense of being connected to what’s greater than me.