A commuter’s moment that got me to stop and spend a few unexpected minutes taking in the fog.
Feeling the cold air I let myself get lost in the enveloping light. Even the rising sun was veiled in the luminous density this morning. I only wish I could have spent more time witnessing the transformation of light and landscape as the fog lifted.
I am a quite excited to explore the white world of winter and to see what new understandings develop as I open my awareness to this new landscape. The first full covering of snow on the ground with the monochrome white sky created a world where only the horizon offered much indication of division between heaven and earth.
The light on the ground during early afternoon at Wentworth Conservation Area could best be described as flat, cold and a little bit depressing. How much the sky seemed to be the opposite. Though a steel gray, I found the dramatic clouds, which were moving rapidly, created a very dynamic luminous visual field. This kind of contrast just reinforces my belief in the importance of taking control of where you put your visual attention. Learning to look up is one way to discover that what might be initially disappointing can, with a shift of attention, turn into something quite remarkable.
Discovered that the rain held off much of the day and revealed some wonderful surprises in the luminescent fog, from colors to the quality of light over the farm fields.
The brilliance of the yellow-brown grasses let me know that this was a special day for getting outside.
I was stunned by the mirror-like calm of the water. Reminding me of the mirror-like nature of my soul to reflect beauty.
Letting my energy yield into the earth, the depth of connection showed no sign of an end, only the invitation to listen to the deep vibration as primal communion.
The land dropped away as I felt an opening into the embodied light of the foggy sky.
Chris Page 