Hello, is there anybody in there? Just nod if you can hear me. Is there anyone home? ~ Pink Floyd (Comfortably Numb)
I have been known to play some Floyd in Yoga class... a Royal Philharmonic Orchestra version, but if I still had my Wall CD set it would have made it in as well... may have to find another. Mostly I was getting curious as to who is actually reading this blog and the song Is There Anybody Out There? came to mind ;) Of course, then I had to find some Floyd for listening to while writing this...
Some great lyrics and some amazing music (outstanding guitar rifts and then some) found it's way through that band for sure :)
Hey you! Don't tell me there's no hope at all. Together we stand, divided we fall. ~ Pink Floyd (Hey You)
I went kayaking in the Inlet earlier... yesterday (since paragraphs I wrote in the last few hours were lost lol). I came across the ruins of some old mill of some sort on the south side between another mill and the chemical plant. I also spent some time in the wee hours of this morning researching online to find out what it used to be, but I only found info on the mill (Old Mill Site Park) on the north side (it burned down in the 50s), info about what is now the museum and an interesting and funny story about the first "Crapper" in Port Moody lol.
Anyways... as I was kayaking over top of what is left of some of it, I noticed, through the still, clear water a mini-world underneath me. There were minature "trees" and tiny crabs scurrying around, a jellyfish, and barnacles on old bricks, etc. Rocks, crumbled cement, and crevices in the sediment had become "homes" to many forms of life. It was so peaceful and beatiful, this little forest of vibrant green plants, and life that had taken over what may have, at some point, seemed like progress and important but was now abandoned... at least by us. How amazing the way Mother Nature and Life heal and revive after we've destroyed and made a mess. How when left alone it reclaims and builds new life again. How letting go and letting life happen may sometimes be the best answer.
I love to appreciate and learn from nature. To be reminded of improvements that I can make in the way I treat the earth, her inhabitants, and the way I live my life. I am a perpetual student to life and yoga and enthralled by both. I know that I don't know the answers to many questions and maybe truly none at all. I know that I can only try my best and hope to fix mistakes that I've made or let go and let life take care of it. I know that I can let go when my mind starts to "run the show", when I feel divided from others, and when I feel unsure of where to go next.
So again, I wonder... is there anybody out there? And do you notice what else is out there? The beauty... the answers or questions. Do we do what we can to help heal or do we hurt? Do we know when to let go? Do we know what's really important? Do we stand together or do we fall apart? I ask this for me and for whoever else is out there. Namaste.
Core assets... standing together and deciding what's really important.
Any feedback is welcome. When can you let go? What's important to you?
Ocean Kayaking is good :)
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ReplyDeleteNever under estimate Mother Nature. As you say, She can, in time, fix anything we can screw up. Don't forget though, that She can also tear down anything that we create. Compared to Mother Nature mankind really is not that powerful. As long as we respect her; Her power, Her beauty, the gifts She gives us, She will sustain us.
maybe this should go under pay it forward but i'm here now....
ReplyDeletelacrosse is a highly competative sport, canadas official summer sport, with a history of tribal warfare, and last weekend i witnessed the most beautiful unsolisited selfless act.
in between periods while coaching 7&8 yr olds last weekend in poco,the coaching staff put it out there that we should set up a couple of our weaker players to get them their first goals.
Austin one of our stronger players recieved a pass on the out side of the floor, ran between 2 defenders, deeked around a third made it right on to the top of the crease........ and there, there was Kemeko.( an adorable little 7 yr old who for the first few practices of the season was incredably shy and really didn't want to join in to the group, and was under the imperssion that the stick was a batton) Austin turned to Kemeko, put the ball directly into her stick, and in a kinda spastic excitment, she launched her first goal.
as coaches we may have planted the seed but to watch it grow in to such a splendid display of unity required the effort and imagination of an 8 yr old boy and the determination to keep comming back of a 7 yr old girl
Inspiring :) Thanks for sharing. Sometimes we need to learn more from kids than we teach them it seems.
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