The First Morning...............

The first morning at the cottage I woke to a world filled with bliss, silence except for the leaves gently rustling as a soft breeze drifted along. Birdsong rose suddenly from all around serenading the rising sun, all sharing my love for the holy solar orb. My senses were ecstatic so peaceful and in tune, knowing deep in my heart that this is what life is all about, the rest of it quite frankly seems to be a total waste of time, taking me further away from myself and the divine connection I feel in such intimate moments. I long to be forever surrounded with nature, the stillness surging into to me, stilling me, cleansing every single cell of my body. As I contemplated my life at home I felt myself questioning my very existence, the artificial world we are suppose to be in awe of. Nothing compares to the glory of nature for me, this was clarified as I walked in the restful aura of dawn. I am not impressed by fancy job titles nor university degrees, nor do the homes of the rich and famous titillate me in anyway, to see the destruction that money, power and so called 'modern' technology brings to our natural haven distresses me to my core. The riches I require are here, in the trees as the morning dew hangs sweetly from their leaves, glistening like diamonds. My wealth comes from communing with the animals and birds as they begin their days, calling endlessly to their families. There is nothing in the man-made plastic world that can reach me as the Earth Mother and her humble animal children can. As I sit, surrendering to the moment, emotions welling up within me reaching a crescendo of such power that I wish to disappear into the mist, forever carried on the silent arms of my beloved mother drifting endlessly with love through the world......................