Today, I decided to take a walk out in nature after having been down with a cold and being cooped up in my place for little over a week. I was miserable to say the least. Stepping outside, I realized that there was a chill in the air so I put on a thicker jacket and made my way to the fields and open spaces. Freedom from my thoughts was what I was seeking as it suddenly dawned on me that the cold had not only robbed me of my strength by my good mood as well. Normal? Well, I was going to mend, come hell or high water!
I found myself all alone out in the open with only the birds and a duck or two for company. The fields looked empty having been robbed of their normal output of corn, potatoes and whatever else the farmers had thought was a necessity for human or animal consumption. The wind picked up speed and I pulled my jacket closer around me. Is it that time of year again? The time when summer takes leave and fall comes in almost on silent feet? It is one of my favourite seasons and I felt myself relaxing. Summer with its blazing heat and all that comes with it especially the “sweat it out” part was never my cup of tea.
I kept my eyes focused but on nothing in particular. It was just wonderful to be out in familiar territory and I noticed that the apples were halfway harvested which meant we still had a while to go before fall walks in and takes its rightful place.
It seems that nature has a way of taking care of itself. It knows when the sweet apple blossoms should show up, they then give way to apples and when not picked, fall to the ground and make way for the next season to begin with very little fanfare. Humans know about progression too but we often fight it every step of the way. Why is that? Perhaps fighting is in our nature and God forbid if something becomes too easy. Nope, we can’t have that.
I spent the week bundled up feeling miserable and to make matters worse, I decided to take a look at all the things that were not so right in my world. Take it from me, never do that when you’re not feeling well. It’s the easiest way to stumble, fall and go to the depths of depression. That’s exactly what happened. Suddenly all the progress I had made the last few months came to a screeching halt and I was crying, “Poor me!” in no time at all. Add to that the constant nose blowing and nothing tastes quite right feeling and you’ve got the picture I think. Self-pity is often self-serving and it does its job well.
I went from a simple cold to my whole world is messed up! How did that happen? Well, humans have a knack for botching things up. We can take something small and blow it out of the water. Building mountains out of molehills is my expertise BUT I might let it go for a while and than I reel it back in as I am doing now.
The sun feels great on my face and the world is righting itself back into normalcy again. Taking a deep breath, I make my way back thanking nature for having come to my rescue again. It’s going to be an amazing day.
“The difference between a mountain and a molehill is your perspective.” Unknown
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“A molehill can only become a mountain if you give it the power to grow.” Unknown
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