Meri's Musings

It's all too easy to become jaded and cynical, especially if you allow yourself to be bombarded by constant bad news cycles from major media outlets. To preserve your sense of wonder watch a meteor shower walk at the seam between the ocean and the land  to breathe in the salt air and let yourself feel the pounding majesty of the ocean be amazed by floating green orbs in Ireland and listen to your inner wisdom tell you they're called fairy lights get still enough to hear stones sing  a galactic OM watch a baby being born wait for a hummingbird to dip and soar outside your window or the eagle to fly by on his way to the pond laugh with gusto cry with abandon just because commune with trees and imagine your roots intermingled with theirs trace the spiral patterns carved in ancient rocks  by your ancestors and own your inner shaman fall in love try to mix paint in the exact colors of a sunse...

There are moments when the absolute magnificence of Nature renders me speechless. The sun sinking toward the western waters, the silhouetted thistles, the amethyst hillock hiding in the lower right corner of the viewfinder. "No Words" copyright 2009 Meri Arnett-Kremian. The kind of exquisite majesty that causes your eyes to brim with tears and you to whisper a thanks to Spirit. And when someone sees you staring wordlessly towards the sun that looks as if it's a persimmon floating in a flaming sky, when that someone watches you reading the light and tinkering with shutter speed, and then asks you with puzzlement, "Am I missing something?" all you can do is gesture. There are no words for something so spectacular, something that unobservant someone didn't even notice. And quite likely that person would never understand your sense of awe. But you can hope.