Mystery of the Woods

After Rain I ©Morri

8″ x 10″ acrylic on canvas (SOLD)

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“In some mysterious way

woods have never seemed to me to be static things.

In physical terms, I move through them;

yet in metaphysical ones,

they seem to move through me.”

~John Fowles

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Hello darlings, I hope all is good in your worlds.  Have you had a moment to walk outside to tell winter goodbye? Touches of spring are in my world already. We are to have a week of little showers here and there, so I thought this little painting appropriate. :)

I painted this last spring from a series of photos I took one day after a rain. I may have posted it on here with one of the little paintings series, but I wanted to post it alone today.  I have several reasons for wanting to do so. Soon it will be shipped to a new home in Canada leaving only prints behind, and I always have mixed feelings about such. I also wanted to post it to honor spring and the little showers that help her unfold.

I found so many beautiful quotes on the subject, but I kept coming back to this one. Fowle’s words resonate with my heart. As far back as my memory takes me, a connection to nature is there.  Even during some of the difficulties of childhood, nature was there and alive for me …teaching, amazing,  and comforting me.  Somehow, I was no longer afraid or sad…it was as if the energies there did “move through me.” Does that make sense to you? Have you experienced the same?

Hmmm….do you suppose this is why I am an island dwelling hermit? Though I do not need thirty acres to experience the connection…in the past, one little tree has sufficed.  So much I could say about it, but ’tis enough for today.  The showers have ceased now so I think I’ll take Ringo, dog guru, out for a woodland walk…for I am certain there is much ”to learn” and some magical mysteries waiting for us!

I’ll leave you with another beautiful quote:

“Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher”

~William Wordsworth

I so hope you find the time to take a walk, sit under a tree, or simply smell a flower.  Just let the energy move through you, and if you listen closely you will hear the voice of Nature, God, Allah, Universe..or whatever name you chose.

Better yet, dear one look into a rain puddle, and in your reflection you will see the reflection of the Divine. :)

Well, ta ta for now….

I am off and into the light of things,

~gypsy-he♥rt

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