Life is a journey that we all share in some form or fashion. Like the road before you, it is full of wonder. There is so much to see, so much to learn. Our journey also poses us questions. Where is this road leading me? What’s around the next turn?
“Time is but the stream I go a-fishing in. I drink at it; but while I drink, I see the sandy bottom and detect how shallow it is. Its thin current slides away, but eternity remains.”
Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862)
I think that Thoreau was on to something there. Life is like a river. Each of us travels in its flow. We meander along its course at different speeds. As we travel we can sense the flow and order of things.
Order is something we seem to inherently strive for. We try to order our lives and the things around us. We think that we take control when we alter the landscape and utilize the resources but we only delude ourselves. Somewhere along the way we have lost our sense of place. In many instances we have built roads to where we think we will go but life has a way of adding curves to every path.
We need to rediscover the ability to sense and observe once again. Like in the days of Thoreau, we need to take time to look deeply into the stream of life. In the process, we can rediscover the how, when, and why of nature. We can learn to flow with the patterns and rhythms of nature. Instead of fighting against the flow of the river of life, like the salmon, we can use it more to our greater benefit.
This blog is going to stop and look into the stream. It’s going to reflect a lot on the natural things that are seen around us. Some of what you read may cause you to laugh. That’s okay. It’s good for us to sometimes laugh at our own reflection in the stream of life. So, walk with me now as we travel together. Hopefully, as we observe the world around us we will rediscover our sense of place.