My dog barking alarm goes off on my iPhone, which means it's time to go feed the horses. I get up from my morning pages post, take off my red flannel pajamas, and put on clothes to go outside in the almost March-like weather we're having today. It's windy and twenty degrees, as opposed to the minus five it was yesterday. This is not normal for Iowa. The weather has become more and more violent, with mood swings worse than mine when I still had hormones. The snow is still thick on the ground, with little crystals picked up by the wind and swirled through my dangling wind chimes on the patio. My gray half-Abyssinian, Lilly, sidles over wanting to be petted, and asking for food. She sees kitty Sonya and leaps down from the chair back, landing in front of her, hissing, making herself big, and crab-walking toward her. Three of the four dogs run over to join in the cat fight. I break it up. Can't we all just get along so I can go back to OS?!
At the horses I go though the morning feed and letting them out into the pasture. I listen to the horses eating their grain, and their hay. A feeling of peace and calm comes over me. I wonder if the OS person complaining about the uselessness of the weathermen in Boston realizes what a difference a connection with Earth, the weather and the animals and plants, makes in the life of your soul? When I first got horses, I realized how little I had been participating in the environment around me. How winter had become just running from a warm house to a warm car to a warm building. Now after eighteen years with horses and a farm, my relationship with weather and the natural world is a much more intimate one. We're on a first name basis. I like the weather. I like the seasons, as much as I complain about them and am constantly looking for a place with better weather. I depend on the weatherman to warn me in time to make preparations that keep me and my universe safe. I am glad that the blizzard is not just a picture outside my window.
I have an intimate relationship with the weather. I respect and realize her power.
In the city, do you forget that Nature has the power to flatten every building you build and reduce it to rubble? Nature has the power to inundate your basements and your buildings, swirling flood waters through all of your man-made constructs, around and through your dikes and high tide walls.
And the Earth will do it, if we keep ignoring her. We have had a free ride, sucking up all of the oil and coal and using it to power our cities so we wouldn't have to think of nature. Our big by-pass is about to be called in. The Second Law of Thermodynamics, that energy can neither be created or destroyed, the incredible equalizing law, is going to come due. It doesn't matter whether you believe in global warming or science or that god is punishing us...this is going to happen. I am glad that I have made friends with Mother Nature. It won't be quite as much of a shock when we are forced to listen to the gods of the Native Americans and return to harmony with the World or die.
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I was THERE with you in the yard for a moment....
A little peace of heaven (smile) {put `peace' in italics please!}
Rated: beautifully written!
Beautifully done one again Lady Berg.
JK, You have both worlds! Keeps you in touch with everything...
Harp, Thank you kindly, Sir. I blush.
love love love frum me and wonderpups -- they are indor natur for me. i feel blessed evry day.
I love that.