I took a walk at my favorite time of day. No longer day, but not quite night; twilight. There is so much variety and quick, subtle changes for the senses at this special time of day. The air was crisp and still, the sky was absolutely cloudless. The sliver of a waxing moon kept me company as I strolled, block by city block toward the park. A small bird flys quickly overhead to reach its nest before the fullness of nightfall.
I arrive at the big field crusted over with icy snow, my feet crunching beneath me with every step. The quality of light and the variety of shades of colors blending seamlessly together across the dome of sky enthrall me. Rosy hues in the west give way to violet blues, and on into the ever darkening shades and shadows of night to the east. In this glorious time betwixt and between, the magical, fading light highlights the finery of form of every tree limb and twig reaching toward the expansive sky. I notice a star twinkling within the framework of high branches, and silently give thanks for this fine moment. I feel lighthearted, joyful, both a witness and an included participant in this array of shifting light; another mysterious silhouette dancing against the changing palette of color in the space around and between everything.
My experience in nature shows me that I am a person who gets good feelings by joining in and witnessing the beauty of the changing light of day into night." I enjoy the interplay of light, shadow, colorful hues, shifting energies and the feeling of shrouding mystery in the imminent arrival of the night. On my way home, it further occurred to me that I love bearing witness to transition in many ways and on many levels in life; in myself, my surroundings, other people, seasons, etc. It always seems like such an honor to recognize, witness and in some cases, help usher along the fleeting, magical movement of transformation. Earth spoke to me in my love for twilight, and helped me better recognize my appreciation for the cycles of light and life.
I liked hearing what made others feel good in this activity:
..."glimpsing rainbow colors in the spider web strands that stretch between the newly leafing apple branches."
..."by walking and sitting among trees. I crawled through some heavy brush and secured myself in the low, open area under a large California Bay Laurel. I felt attracted to a twig far up in the sunlight. Focusing on this twig I became aware of the air joining us, as something in me told me to breathe more slowly and deeply, which brought on a feeling of calm and of the grandeur and perfection of nature, a feeling which lasted well after I had returned home."
..."when spending the night alone at a high mountain lake. It is then that I most easily shed the false boundary between myself and the surrounding world. And it is then that I recognize at last that we are all one. It is then that life takes on a new dimension: half my body uniting with the warm earth, the other half facing the night sky. I suddenly feel as if I am transformed into starlight reflected in water."
I learned that we are part of the cumulative experience of the living world and the universe, and to everything that is. We are in dire need of contact with each other and with other living things. Consciousness is a natural sense and the attraction strands of the web of life are nature's voice in our consciousness, Nature has always provided an enhancement of self-worth and I have always, and will always trust nature. I am not consciousness, I have, utilize, and share consciousness with the global ecosystem of plants, animals and minerals.