atreesvoice

On a daily basis I feel, experience and enjoy what Terry Tempest Williams refers to as solitary beauty. Often while wrapped in the blanket of nature—with my back against a tree, drinking the warmth of the sun, watching birds flitting about and listening to the utterances of silence. I’ve paused for that stillness to give me suggestions, perhaps even demands, of how to bring its gifts back to the sociable world. In return, I’ve heard only my own questions. I’ll continue to wait in confidence.