A shooting star drops through the atmosphere on a chilly autumn night. Suddenly, without any apparent reason it changes it's trajectory and glows as bright as ever as it fades into the ink black sky.
It leaves me with a chill down my spine. It's a metaphor for life. As you move through time change is inevitable. You don't know if that change in trajectory will be a bright or dull moment. Eventually or rather inevitably, it all fades back into the elements.
The next morning an eagle soared a blustery autumn wind over the forest. It's six foot wingspan casted a momentary shadow over me. The fleeting shadow came and went as fast as this magnificent aviary soared it's thermal to new heights.
I now find myself under a midnight sky watching an iron ore freighter sail north along the shore of Superior. It's deck lights floating in stark contrast with the horizon.
The change that my efforts bring to this place is one thing. Cognisant of it or not, the natural elements provide the real energy for this land. Although everything in life has energy of some form, the more I experience the more life encourages me to expose myself to the raw elements of the world. I am ready for what that energy brings me. I am willing to ebb and flow with it. I am ready for the changes in trajectory that may come...
Sounds like a great place to begin fatherhood from! This is beautiful writing and a meditative, grounding reminder of what really speaks to me--the natural world. I think noticing things like this is better than any man-made church/etc.
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