down to earth

looking through my window I see sullen flakes meandering down as they make their descent. I lived in a part of the world, for a year, where there is no winter… I never thought I would miss the snow. but here I am, overwhelmed by the simple beauty of it. I remember when I was a young student one of my first art assignments I did, I had chosen to do about snow – creating a sculpture piece dedicated to the thing you chose. I spoke about the clarity and purity of the nature of it. and how closely it shows you how to behave as well if you look close enough. time goes by and my observations of it don’t falter. nature is truly timeless and somehow never boring because it creatively shifts dynamics. for example how fast it falls. nature always manages to create more relationships than we do as people. the snow escalates with the pace of the wind or begins to drift softly and sullenly while flowing in warmer temperatures.. it always relies on another factor another subject another relationship. and it does not ask permission. it just exists. im looking outside of my window now and see such a clear difference in structure between my insulated walls that keep me warm and the light and depth of the outside world just allowing me to peek in. its funny how in changing your surroundings for a bit – your ability to observe the differences are more apparent and clear. without this skill and instinct I wouldn’t be able to come to the sense of having an overwhelming urge of gratefulness for seeing things in a different light and different perspectives.

~march 15~