Bathing

I’ve written about Forest Bathing before, the benefits of receiving from our plant friends, but yesterday I walked to Tennessee Valley beach with a friend, and another friend spoke of Beach Bathing.  What can we learn from the sea, rocks, and sand?

Today I did Hisorty, an app where you can play with and reconnect with the timeline of history.   My son thinks it’s too easy, and it can be, but I like seeing how events align.  

From Hisorty: Code of Ur-Nammu: In 2050 B.C. the Sumerian king of Ur issued the earliest surviving written law code, predating Hammurabi by three centuries and laying the foundation for legal systems in Mesopotamia.

And here we are now, being re-introduced to how essential it is to follow the laws of ethics and morality.

Approaching the beach
Looking north
And the waves flow in
Looking southwest, the tide whirls in
An exuberant splash of connection, water and rock
Then calm

Focus

A friend likes my posts from the past.  He brings me back to this one from December, 5th 2021. I re-visit these quotes.

Martin Buber: ALL REAL LIVING IS ABOUT RELATIONSHIP.

Marion Milner in her book A LIFE OF ONE’S OWN

But now concentration, instead of being a matter of time tables and rules, was a magician’s wand. By a simple self-chosen act of keeping my thoughts on one thing at a time instead of dozens, I had found a new window opening out across a new country of wide-open horizons and unexplored delights.

When astronauts go into space, they see the earth as a whole.  They see oneness, not division. Let’s focus on the oneness we share, this lifeboat, planet earth.

A multitude on one stem anchored in the earth we share.

Ring Mountain

Today I hiked with a friend on Ring Mountain.  When I was a nature guide there in the 1980s, I learned about the Tiburon Mariposa Lily that was discovered in 1971.  From the photos, you can see its beauty and elusiveness.  It grows on serpentine soil that is surrounded by sandstone, so it never spread, and is protected along with other rare plants that grow on Ring Mountain. It blooms late May and early June, and it’s a gift to see it.  The land was previously owned by The Nature Conservancy and is now owned by the Marin County Open Space District.

The Coast Miwok lived and thrived here.  When I led groups of children who were in 4th, 5th, or 6th grade, we went through a grocery list of how everything we need to survive is here; food from the bay, acorns from oaks, a buckeye tree, quail, soap root for washing, pennyroyal for tea, tule for boats, beauty, and clean air.  The Miwok carved petroglyphs on the rocks facing west.  

What do you see?
Looking south to San Francisco
I see an otter climbing upon a rock
Looking northeast toward the Richmond Bridge
Shelter
Mariposa means butterfly – do you see it?

Another view of what is elusive and exquisite: the Tiburon Mariposa Lily.

Connection

In May, 2022, I read about Dawn Prince-Hughes who has Aspergers.  In wanting to understand human communication, she began sitting outside the window of the enclosure for the silverback gorillas at the Seattle zoo.  One day when she arrived upset, Congo, a silverback male gorilla noticed and rushed to the window.  He motioned to her to put her head on his shoulder. They touched through the glass and felt the glass as fluid.

She writes: I probably stayed with him like that, with my head on his shoulder, for 30 minutes or so. I think it was probably the first time I was genuinely comforted by another person. Congo really set the standard for what social interactions should be like between me and another human being.  You just can’t worry about looking like a fool. You can’t worry about getting hurt. You can’t worry about whether you’re right or not. It just boils down to wanting to be connected at all costs, at all risks. I no longer wanted to allow the permeability of my spirit to seek smaller and smaller shelters. It requires a completely open heart. I felt like I found a way to go home through the glass.  

Bathing in the Fountain
Hummingbird feeds
Fountain dances with itself

Now

I return to a book by Jeanne Achterberg, Woman as Healer.  Civilizations decline when they devalue women. From prehistoric times to the present, there’s been peace, growth, and prosperity  when women were honored and revered for their role as healers and creators, as essential beings in this world we share.  When they were held down, dishonored, and demeaned, there was war.

And here we are, again.  

Tennessee Valley yesterday
A Great Blue Heron stands stately by the path!

Silence

In Erling Kagge’s book, Silence: In the Age of Noise, he writes of “how it feels good to share a joy”.  He also writes of how words can interfere. 

From the book: 

Early one morning the war hero Claus Helberg, who later became a respected guide in Norway’s mountain region, led a group out from Finsehytta, a Norwegian mountain cabin.

“The summer light was returning, winter had released its hold, and new colours were emerging everywhere. The conditions were fantastic, and instead of commenting on it he began the hike by handing out slips of paper to each of the participants on which was written: “Yes, it is totally amazing.”

When the pandemic began we rarely drove and didn’t drive one of our cars which sat outside. The battery died. When we opened the hood to put in a new battery, we discovered this beautiful nest.

Yes, it is totally amazing!

Beauty and Art Around Us

On Friday I was at Cornerstone gardens in Sonoma and Saturday at the Las Gallinas Reclamation ponds in San Rafael.  I offer a taste through photos.

Dipping into and expanding with Roses
Laced Hearts
Agave Flower
Ball of Rocks
Metal Goddess in the Garden
Reflecting Pond
Thank you Hispanic workers for our food
Wider View of the Gardens
Mr. and Mrs. Duck in the marsh pond
Swan Landing
Swan in a gentle float

Clouds

I’m enamored with clouds as I consider the blue sky that’s always with us, and what floats and moves above, around, and through us.

In the book Where’d You go, Bernadette by Maria Semple, I read her description of the sky and clouds in Seattle.   

“The sky in Seattle is so low, it felt like God had lowered a silk parachute over us. Every feeling I ever knew was up in that sky. Twinkling joyous sunlight; airy, giggling cloud wisps; blinding columns of sun. Orbs of gold, pink, flesh, utterly cheesy in their luminosity. Gigantic puffy clouds, welcoming, forgiving, repeating infinitely across the horizon as if between mirrors; and slices of rain, pounding wet misery in the distance now, but soon on us, and in another part of the sky, a black stain, rainless.”

And on she goes … may we each do the same as we observe and reflect on movement above, around, in, through, and connecting us.

Play and Delight
Flower Power Too
A heart in the sky and eyes
Harvest Deep

Awareness

I’m outside on these warm nights enjoying the new moon increasing and the sparkling stars.  I’m with Rilke.

Yes — the springtime needed you. Often a star was waiting for you to notice it.

Mark Bittner and his parrot friends inspired the 2003 documentary, “The Wild Parrots of Telegraph Hill”.  If you want to feel the beauty he understood and felt, watch him on YouTube.  I suggest you begin with All Life is One Whole.  He died peacefully in his sleep with two dogs at his side.  He was 74.  

Emerson – Earth laughs in flowers.

It’s Spring!

I’m struck by the flowers blooming along the path into the library. The rise seems so effortless. I’m with these words of Bruce Lee from his book, Be Water, My Friend.

Who is there that can make muddy waters clear?  But if allowed to remain still, it will become clear of itself. Who is there that can secure a state of absolute repose? But keep calm and let time go on, and the state of repose will gradually arrest.

Yellow Iris – like sunshine
Breathe in the freshness and clarity
Among the rocks
Royalty