Frolicking in my fool’s paradise
How long can this go on?
The air quality had been so pure
Now the wildfires have begun north of here
I plug in the air purifier
and pray it cleans the air
head in the sand
feet in the air
or head in the clouds
feet on the ground
which is preferable?
Another summer of smoke. The wildfires began in June in the forests and mountains of northern California, USA. And in the flatlands south of here. Then, there are new ones cropping up to the north, east and west.
Yesterday was a pure air pristine day. We are dependent upon the direction of the wind.
Earth, air, fire, water. What is your relationship to them?
Living in the mountains for twenty-two years now, my connection to the earth has been amplified. Although, before this, I grew up and lived by the ocean. I would never say that I understood the sea. I had an intimate relationship with her nonetheless. I sought her out for comfort…and found it. Her dynamic qualities captivated me…they do today too when I visit.
And the mountain has its own trance. As I continue to write this post, it’s now mid-August and we’ve had two months of smoke. Waking to smoke daily, a pall over the new day. The spirit descends as I pull back the curtains to yet another day of smoke…
But today, the sky is blue and a smile wraps my face…we are so dependent upon our elements. Across the planet, weather–the elements–is the media star these days. Floods, droughts, fires, earthquakes–we are bombarded. The earth certainly is demanding our attention. Is she giving us feedback for the ways in which we’ve disrespected her? Can we see this as feedback, learn from it and do some things differently, more respectfully, reverentially?
Global warming, media fact or fiction? Where I live, I have no doubt of climate change. I don’t need to read the news to know that. Why is there an argument…what sort of lens are people looking through that they don’t see this?