I have returned home from the mountains and no matter how many times one drives Highway 1 or camps at the same spot the magic, the awe is always there—the same magic and awe as the year before, perhaps seen through a new lens or new experiences; the realization that it is the same exact magic and awe that resides in each one of us, all the time—it resides in our connection with the Earth, in our bones, in our cellular makeup; in a connection where wonder is always available, always there, but perhaps not always fully present. Getting away and being in Big Sur makes it present, undeniable, tangible.
Having just read Thich Nhat Hanh’s “Love Letter to the Earth” I have been thinking a lot about this connection to Earth. I highly recommend it—it’s one of those books that can be read from start to finish in just an hour or two. It engulfs you in love to the point where you just can’t put it down. Here is one of my favorite excerpts:
“Every time I step upon the Earth, I will train myself to see that I am walking on you, my Mother. Every time I place my feet on the Earth I have a chance to be in touch with you and with all your wonders. With every step I can touch the fact that you aren’t just beneath me, dear Mother, but you are also within me. Each mindful and gentle step can nourish me, heal me, and bring me into contact with myself and with you in the present moment.”
So, having just been in one of favorite places on Earth with some of the most beautiful souls I’m blessed to share this parenthesis with–
“We are travelers on a cosmic journey, stardust, swirling and dancing in the eddies and whirlpools of Infinity. Life is Eternal. We have stopped for a moment to encounter each other, to meet, to love, to share. This is a precious moment, but it is transient. It is a little parenthesis in eternity.” — Deepak Chopra, The Seven Spiritual Laws of Success
I have decided to write a love letter myself. It’s short and sweet and goes like this:
Dear Mother Earth,
Thank you for your humbling generosity, your incredible resilience, your forgiveness, and your deep care for all Beings—care that crosses all man-made borders, tumultuous seas, and barren desert landscapes, care that connects us to one another, and reminds us that we are reflections of you, of each other, of the Divine. You were absolutely glorious this weekend—your grace shined in mountainside after mountainside of windblown foxtails shimmering golden hues and singing peaceful lullabies; your calmness was in the deep blue ocean waters, so vast and infinite, your love pours over; your lush green mountains littered with clovers and hope, your waterfalls finding their way down the mountain, guiding us to the source.
Thank you, sweet Earth, for guiding us home, to you, to our bodies, to the source that is the same in all Beings.
With seas and seas of gratitude,