“If you truly love Nature, you will find beauty everywhere.”
– Vincent Van Gogh
A couple of weeks ago we had some more torrential rain. The river yet again broke free of it’s banks, flooding the orchards and bringing all kinds of discarded human detritus with the raging waters.
But the weather has been calm, settled and mostly bright since then and slowly the waters have receded.
I took a walk down to the banks and found Mother Nature had created these beautiful tree hangings of root, leaf, twig and grass. Gently bobbing and bowing in the breeze.
This particular one includes a torn textile scrap, embroidered with blue stripes and the cotton run with indigo and pink. Part of me wanted to bring it home, but I love the random serendipity of it hanging there. It’s beauty makes the fact it’s human’s rubbish a little easier to cope with. I shall leave it there, and watch the elements do the work.
Writing this post has sparked something much deeper and almost unrelated inside me. A feeling of needing to redefine why I create, which will in turn help me to focus on what to create. Not that I’m feeling blocked, far from it. It’s quite the opposite – overwhelm and over-stimulation. We sometimes absorb so much advice, information and even negative thoughts that it helps to periodically get quiet with our own thoughts, tune in to that inner wisdom. Your ‘hut’ (heart/gut) as Alexandra Franzen says.
I will be back soon, with how that redefinition will be, once I’ve incubated a little longer.