It’s cloudy and rainy out at Harmony Farm. Really the first time i’ve been out here in rain. I can feel the ground drinking it in, especially the other morning when the thunder woke me. There was a sigh of relief as Mother Earth got a drink. A fairly big drink! In this diffuse lighting, the colors are always so rich. Even the brown oak leaves that are still on the trees are my favorite color of rust.
It is a beautiful metaphor. How we see things, and their properties is so much about light, not only external light, but internal light. It is about OUR light. The brighter we are, the more light there is to go around and all of a sudden, everything around looks richer and deeper and larger than life.