I was a windscreen tourist today. On the morning commute I was struck by the clouds as I drove the winding road of the Graig mountain, above Aberdare. The clouds seem to be stratified in parts with a layer of grey and a layer of lighter blue peaking through.
I was cocooned within concrete again for most of the day, barely noticing nature. It was, as I’ve mentioned previously, merely ‘wallpaper‘ for me. Something to be viewed through the screen of my office windows, in the distance, abstracted.
I feel at ease noting the absence of contact with nature and noticing the feelings and thoughts that arise. As I try to establish a practice to support this nature diary, I am reminded of the advice of Natalie Goldberg in one of her books – perhaps it was ‘Writing Down the Bones’ (1986). She advises noting meditation… when you practice, when you sit, what arises AND also when you DO NOT practice or sit. I think what I’m trying to explore here in this Nature Diary is my relationship with nature and with practice.
That’s enough. Tempus fugit.