posted on Feb, 4 2019 @ 09:32 AM
Is there a time or season more filled with the magic of life than Spring? When the earth awakens from her slumber, shaking off her wintry dress. All
the critters follow suit to the song of crackling ice and rushing water, an inexorable tide as the energy creation floods through the aether. This
time, blessed of poets and artists, spiritualists and religious people alike- for, too, inspiration is abundant in the fragrance of newly bloomed
flowers lined with dew and the fresh greens as leaves poke through the earth. This- the energy of abundance and restoration, of rejuvenation! Little
wonder why praises flow from lambs and goats alike! Even the sun emerges from a trance, rising just a little higher every day to shine light upon the
And yet- how many miss such beauty with bleary eyes and wearied minds? Souls filled with toxic sludge; conditioned to scoff at natural beauty as if
for the mere implication of God. Souls for whom the fate of a football game holds more importance than the revitilization of the earth itself, which
natural abundant energy extends to us as well as it does to all of her creatures. Yes, even we, who are so like to forget where we came from,
insisting haughtily upon our civilized ways and our secular nature's.
Whether ye be worldly or religious, spiritual or apathetic, please, heed my exhortation: spend some time alone in nature and really try to feel the
magic blooming there.
edit on 4-2-2019 by LucidWarrior because: (no reason given)