It is still winter, but winter looks very different in the desert. On this day I decided to take a walk in the more open desert rather than be shielded by the great red rocks. The beauty is inspiring. As I walk around I think about all of the things befalling the Earth, all of the damage we have done as a species, as well as the natural radiation and changes imposed from the sun and other celestial bodies.
The Earth is constantly changing, shifting. But it remains beautiful and nurturing, a home for many creatures. Even if our actions bring on another ice age, even if we cease to a part of this web of life, this life will continue. As I look at this desert landscape I consider the Earth with a sense of hope. That which we now value, the trees and lakes and hillsides that command top dollar, could be gone in an instant. But this beauty will remain.
I not only see this beauty, I feel this beauty. I meditate on this beauty and my Dahn Jon is alive. The vibrations of these beautiful thin trees, tall grass and dry ground resonate within me. And I am blessed.
