It began with a feeling of melancholy for the
wilderness I'd left behind in Northern California, a wilderness of
open spaces, raging rivers, bubbling creeks, and wild flowers. This
hunger for the natural lead to the rise of a desire to connect to the
place that I am in now, a place where I least expected to feel the
embrace of mother nature, in the suburbs of Orange County, California.
When I take time time to take notice, I see that the
neighborhood streets are lined with trees, plants, and flowers living
in harmony with one another, planted with care, patience, and an
inherent desire for the natural. The streets are alive with the
breath of life, their inhabitants singing joyous tunes heard
over the faint hum of cars buzzing and humming in the distance.
Musical melodies announcing the birth of blooms and new life, awaken
my senses to the scents of Spring. I dizzy in the intoxicating
perfumes of jasmine, honeysuckle, and rose buds. The sounds of
paradise reverberate through the song of the wild parrots, as I step
out into the tamed wilderness and meander through the streets in awe
and reverence. With awareness, we can open ourselves to a connection
with nature even in the most populated of places, and in fact we will
find that it nourishes our souls and reminds us of our connection to
the greater natural world. All we have to do is take the time to take
notice and appreciate the life even amidst the concrete jungles we
may find ourselves in.
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