I awoke this morning aware of every nuance of sound. Not necessarily unusual sounds per say but certainly ones that my senses had become used to not hearing. The noise of motor vehicles, planes, power tools, school bells and the general buzz of neighborhood activity were now, once again, all subconsciously imbibed. Prior to today, earth had become still of human activity for several months and she had been gifted precious time out to breathe. So had we.
For many years here in Australia, Mother Earth had been showing signs of her despair. She had been expressing herself as ongoing severe drought followed by months of catastrophic bush fires that ravaged this sacred red ground taking with it many of the sentient beings that dwelt upon her. Then, a global infectious dis-ease arrived and with it, a rupture in our ‘normal’, an enforced quietening of the people.
And so, Mother Earth was able to breathe lightly as her lungs and rivers cleansed and for a time, she rested.
The people learned a new way of being. They reflected, faced fears, learnt kindness, love, empathy, solidarity. They rested, became humbled, changed their rhythms, rewired, planted seeds and reconnected as a global community. They better understood the meaning of the human condition and saw the fragility of both themselves and the environment and perhaps, awakened to the two being connected as One.
A gift had been bequeathed to us during the quietening.
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