Sunday, April 21

infinite beauty

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There's a scene early in the novel Their Eyes Were Watching God (Zora Neale Hurston) when the girl is completely absorbed in the branches of a pear tree, intoxicated by the bees and the blossoms. This image always comes up for me at this time in Spring when the blooms hit. And that's what they do-- it's an explosion.

One day. Boom.

Here on the street where I live, it happened Thursday morning.

I came out about 6 am to let the dogs down the front steps and sha-ZAM. The pale, pale yellow-green of baby tree leaves were in masses of small clusters like so many balls of popcorn. Ditto for the fruit trees except they were swarms of pink and white.

Heaven.

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It overwhelms me, frankly. Just more of my Spring emotional disorder, I guess-- how to take it all in?

I know most people are in danger of crashing their car because their heads are down on their i-phone texting. Me? I'm an inch away from driving up sidewalks because my head is craning out the window looking up trying to take it all in. But I can't.  Of course I can't. And I can't even remotely, not even slightly, capture one tiny bit of what I see in the course of a day unless all I did was walk the streets with a camera in my hand from morning to night -- and even then, not even a tiny bit could be caught.

Infinite beauty.

I don't like the feeling of being overwhelmed which probably explains a lot about my life choices.  However, something I have come to realize lately is that it doesn't much matter whether you spiral out and expand your consciousness to see all of what's going on in the world, read all the news, spend hours in social media, etc  OR, spiral in, sit under a tree and watch squirrels run back and forth--- there's no end in either direction.  Micro / Macro.

I am still re-reading this book --- one part I liked particularly: 

Life itself is my career, and my interaction with life is my most meaningful relationship.  Everything else I'm doing is just focusing on a tiny subset of life in the attempt to give life some meaning.  What actually gives life meaning is the willingness to live it.  It isn't any particular event;  it's the willingness to experience life's events.

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I know, way too much philosophy for a day I should be barefoot in the grass playing badminton.

Want some more play?  Check this out:  “When we grow older, we can lose our open mind to the world and it becomes so much more difficult to live in the moment,” she writes. “Playing and laughing can bring us back to the here and now. [It's] so vital for our well-being.”

I hope your weekend gave you just what you needed most--

bisous, e

10 comments:

  1. How I envy you. I still have to wait at least a month for that.

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    1. oh I hear you! I used to live up north . .. I watch things now and can see the advance of weeks. For instance, the peonies are about 6 inches out of the ground here--- that wouldn't happen for another 4-5 weeks in NH where I lived. sending you spring blossoms! xoxo, e

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  2. Actually, this weekend I did get what I needed. Even if it was because of the stomach flu (initially). I am up to date with my grades and behind in my classes. But that is okay. I needed to focus in one place, and succeed in doing my job well. For a minute.

    In other news, we had a snow storm on Thursday. Six inches. I want spring blossoms! It feels like December here!

    Sending love your way! xoxox

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    1. snow storm?!! whaaa-? that is patently unfair. So glad you got some rest-- sometimes it takes an illness to get us to lie down when it's exactly what we need most. Sending you spring blossoms!! xoxoxo, e

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  3. I may just sit here and stare at those blossoms all day. Heaven. I'll have my Spring vicariously. Thank you. xo.

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  4. gorgeous goodness. And now you've got me singing "On the Street Where You Live"...aah! LOVE that too!

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  5. "what gives life meaning is the willingness to live it"...there it is. profound in its simplicity.

    and i know exactly what you mean about the explosion of spring and its blooming glories. it never ceases to amaze me.
    fills me right up.

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    1. oh Michelle-- so glad it resonated with you, too. So simple and yet? everything and so different from what we have been taught as an approach toward life. . xox, e

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thank you so much for sharing your thoughts with me-- I love that you stopped by and hope something I shared was what you needed today. xo, e