Beauty

Greeted by a pink tinged morning this campervan morning. Thinning, wispy cirrus clouds caught in the rising sun bathed in shallow pink. I read somewhere that pink clouds were the poetry of the setting sun. This morning they are the story of the rising sun. The light a mixture of greys, blues and oranges yet to clear. It’s a warm one after the frost of a few days ago and also in comparison to my days in Scotland. No breeze to speak of. Chattering magpies, their staccato calls and responses fill the trees. A suburban cockerel gives his all, a Robin calls out with what I think once more is his predator call. There is a slight hum of traffic in the background and the usual passing of aeroplanes overhead. I sit beneath my lovely oak and watch the morning manifest once more. I find myself dealing with the debris of Scotland, basically a dreadful chest infection, which is preventing me from getting on. However this morning absorbing the autumnal colours of fading greens, yellows and shocking reds. A host of Crows take root in the Ash nearby announcing their arrival as Crows do. Their calls taking me back to the woods and hills of Scotland in the blink of a cry. The pinks dissipate and replaced by grey cloud and the morning feels underway. Everyone waiting for a storm to blow through so it feels a bit like a pause. Also sense a bit of a pause coming on in the self too. If you don’t pause yourself then sometimes something will make you. I sense that my pause has been partly enforced by the chest infection and secondly post the warm afterglow of community building. I waded through my journal this morning and found this quote by Craig D. Lounsbrough. I know not of its provenance, but he writes ;

“ If you don’t stop to take in the beauty around you, you will likewise miss the beauty within you.”

And so as my physical pause kicks in, I sense the huge frustrations around not being able to do drop away and just try and accept it as is. It’s still bloody annoying, but there is little I can do about it, but accept the pause and use it to reflect and be where I am. Lovely days people.

“ More often than not- Life moves really fast! It's only for you to pause and breathe! Sadly, none else can do that for you!” Jasleen Kaur Gumber