Theme Thursday-Wild

“When despair for the world grows in me, and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be -- I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds. I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought or grief. I come into the presence of still water. And I feel above me the day-blind stars waiting with their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.” Wendell Berry

When I am in the wilderness, I feel a connection to the tree torched by lightening or a darkening sky as I walk.

I am wild as I move along the rocks and the red dust covers my clothes.

I am wild as I listen to the silence. I am wild as the leaves of olive trees or aspens whisper in the sunlight.


I am wild as I stand in the shadow of a hoodoo.

I am wild as I find my way home, tired and hungry, knowing that tomorrow offers a new path. Bliss.

More thoughts on Wild here.

PS-Researching this post, I came across the above-noted quote, found it vaguely familiar and absolutely perfect.  I realized a blog I read daily has this quote on its sidebar. Therefore, I must cite where I saw it first. Ruth's blog epitomizes wild in that it captures place, the love of nature, its surroundings and its the ability to offer moments in time and meditation. Take a look.

Shadow Shot Sunday

Tent Rocks New Mexico...land of the hoodoos and a hike I never tire of..weaving in and out and upward to a brilliant sky.

More shadow shots here...