Living in my backyard has meant learning to listen deeply to the peace of the wild things. Peace seeps into my soul when I see blue herons on our pond, hear the deep bellow of the bull frog, the chirping of the crickets in the high sweet summer grass and watch the glistening stars in the gloaming as the sun rests behind the mountains.
Today, I read this quote from Wendell Berry – he knows.
When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be, i go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds. I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief. I come into the presence of still water. And I feel above me day-blind stars waiting for their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
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