The wind so strong, I knew a walk beside the lake was out of the question. Instead I took to the mountainside towering over the lake. Sheltered with the trees I could hear the roar of the wind and the wave like sound as it danced with, between, and through the trees. Today I looked down upon the lake like one of the hawks or eagles I have seen. A savored change of perspective.

With such stillness the sense of being watched wrapped around me. I chuckled to myself, thinking it only the wind’s dervish or simply the knowing my heart feels when I am in nature. Looking through the camera, which is my eyes, I snapped a picture towards where I felt the presence. Only when I got home and uploaded the picture did I see the eyes that were indeed watching me. To see the image seduces so many metaphors, analogies, and threads in my little heart. But, for today, it is simply affirmation of never alone. And that, whisper of grace, is abundance. May you also feel the presence wrapped around you and watching.

 Wherever you stand, be the soul of that place. ~ Rumi