Morning through bedroom window
Tree and sun say, “Come.
Be present in reflection.”
I enjoy my back yard often looking at the migrating birds, but only occasionally do I go out and be present to it. Mowing the lawn or pulling weeds out from between patio stones represent the lion’s share of my back yard activity. I promised myself to get out there and enjoy.
The above sugar maple tree is now the best tree in the yard. It seems to be recovering nicely from the ice storm damage and happy to be out from under the ash.
After an early treadmill and tai chi session I made coffee and a usual light breakfast. I forgot about the back yard, but the autumn-coloured maple and spectacular sky stubbornly appeared again reflected in our glass-topped breakfast nook table as I sat reading and sipping. I couldn’t resist this second beckoning.
Barefoot, I went down the deck stairs and set out a very old redwood chair on the cool, dewy lawn. We slowly lost a 40 foot white ash tree to the invasive Emerald Ash Borer. Sadly, we had the ash removed last fall. I sat on the space where the ash once stood, enjoying the lovely, eclectic gardens that Anita has created and nurtured since we moved here in 1985.
I finished Helen Oyeyemi’s wonderful book, The Opposite House, in that chair. This book has contributed much to my sense of interconnectedness. Having appreciated interconnectedness for a long time, this morning I felt it with profound emotion. I could even smell the remains of the tree beneath me – or at least the fungus that was gently consuming its roots. It said “I am not all gone, just changed, and you are not alone.”
A bee checked out my coffee mug on the arm of the chair. I relaxed, grateful, in its company. I swatted no mosquitoes and, surprisingly, they did not take advantage.
7 thoughts on “Surrender”
Wow what fantastic imagery, and what a special set of moments. Stunning photographs and colors, especially the reflection one. Thank you for sharing!
Thank you very much. I so admire your work. The morning stayed with me all day. Oyeyemi’s magic and the special angle through a small upstairs window that made that tree visible from my pillow were a powerful combination.
so cool – one of my absolute favorite things is to lay in bed in my childhood room and stare up at the trees and and the sky. small moments like the one you shared are such gifts….
I really appreciate the sharing of your insight and your support.
This such a peaceful and lovely story 🙂
A sprout of that morning has stayed with me. I hope it can grow if I tend to it. Thanks for being present, Carola.