What Matters
What matters is that you do not pretendyou do not hear the water’s ancient melodyover stones in the river,and you do not turn away from the questionsringing inside you like bells in the monks hands.What matters is that you do not ignore the alpine meadowsand their wildflowers singing the cobalt sky,and you say yes to the laughterand yes to the tearsand you open yourself up to the mountainso the sun can find youand the wind caress your faceand the grass kiss your feet.What matters is that you say yes to the danceand yes to the songs,yes to the night and all her starsyes to the colours painted by lightyes to the deserts and their longings for soul.What matters is that you say yesto the voice inside the voiceof the one you forgotthe one who dreamed,and played and lovedand you bring forthwhat is in youto bring forthand you break through your own wallsand erase your own ceilingsand stumble and falland get up againas you find your wayhome.~Lisa Shatzky
Gentle reader, THANK YOU for participating in my 31 Notes from Nature. It has a been such a pleasure to spend this time together and I hope my Notes brought you moments of peace and contemplation during this busy holiday season.