A brief post mid-vacation.
I’m struck, here in the Great Smokey’s, with the symbiosis of creation. I simply see cycles, circles and endless connections everywhere, from trees to seasons to insects below and birds above. This place has held much pain and joy for us through the years, but it seems this year all that I can see is the utter interlinking, interlocking of all that is in air and soil and flesh.
We are all connected, though human beings stand as stewards, or users at present, of this treasure we share. To see ourselves as part of this magical whole, while recognizing our unique role, lineage and portion; this is caring for creation’s gift.
