Heavens open to mark our walk friends on the path of prominence a walk with another among wild, tamed, dwelling around sharing presence time to time. We take respectful steps among the elements - rain, wind, earth we walk in circles of ancient trees an intimacy of cells of celebration a time to see vibrancy of it all.
Photo taken on a wet and windy Saturday afternoon walk. 30 August 2025. Dartington Estate, near Totnes, Devon, England Fresh aroma of flowers while wind slaps our face to turn our world inside out without knowing the motion while brolly adjusts to season. Experience of wind-soaked green enjoyment of wet-soaked form natural cultivation of eyes, ears of matter seen, heard, smelt no longer tasks, a time to sense. What do creatures, flowers, trees tell our receptive mode of being? a voice hidden in a lofty treetop a soliloquy? Regardless. Silence lands to awaken austere sounds. Unimportant rustling in the density of dark green bushes? take note of the insignificance that plays gently on a thought where precious secrets reveal. Ah, rain, rain – tears of Gods to nourish all that lives rain falls at speed, gathers momentum to check our joy or a prone to shelter. I never imagined I would cross paths with Shakespeare ‘what’s done cannot be undone’ what’s walked cannot be unwalked what moves shows an intimacy. Those red berries with their sweet coat wrapped round poisonous seeds. That speak to all of us, beware of the mischief of appearances. I feel I should go down on bended knee to thank plantation of prosperity in this court of intimations, insights, muddied earth holds sway. Mindful walking with loving ways friendship for creatures on the ground in the ground, in the air, in the sky moving through plants and trees who know the unlocked gate. Ah. A walk in the Garden of Eden. www.thebuddhawallah.org
Thank you Christopher for the delightful walk in the Garden of Eden!