Yesterday I was reminded of just how much spiritual nurturance I get from nature. Seeing the absolutely beautiful fall colors on the trees just leaves me in awe. I can sit for a long time just soaking it all in. As I sit here at my computer I can see one of my trees turning golden right outside my window and I just find it incredibly beautiful.
Our backyard has lots of crunchy leaves and the whole thing feels very woodsy with several trees turning color and the camellias beginning to bloom. I love my backyard. I can sit back there and feel like I'm in the country instead of smack in the middle of a large urban city. I feel transformed. I imagine that's how many people feel at church. Nature is my church. It's my spiritual place.
I get the same sense of joy from my pets. A sense of my spirit, or soul, being lifted and expanded, like a big balloon.
Anyone else find their bliss in leaves?