I had it all planned in my mind. The beautiful green bowl I would fill with water; the translucent oval stone I would drop into the water; the ripples I would watch emanating from the center and thus be reminded, and chastened, to watch what I said, to be aware of my actions. All in hopes of living my thanks for having been given another year. (See last week’s post.)
Reality always has another (and better) idea. The bowl was a perfect choice for this new ritual. The stone not so much. It sunk too quickly to do much on the water’s surface. I tried a smaller, lighter stone. No poetry, no ripples. I rummaged around in my little box of collectings and found a shell, perfectly formed, enhanced by a wonderful spiral pattern.
I filled the shell with water and let a drop of water fall from the heart of the shell into the bowl. Bingo. The drop of water set things in motion. But as I watched the ripples move across the surface of the water, something unexpected happened, something not envisioned for this post. The ripples didn’t keep moving outward as they do in a pond. Duh. This is a bowl. With sides limiting how far the ripples could ripple. And so they did the only thing they could do: when they hit the sides of the bowl they returned to the center. What went out came right back. Bowl, water, shell and the embodiment of karma.
See what I mean about reality having a better idea?
And here’s one more photo that Martin took. Doesn’t illustrate this post as well but I love how the bowl holds a reflection of fall as well.
Bravo, Debra! This is wonderful!
Beautiful — the post and the photograph of the bowl! Namaste!
Wonderful! Martin is a fine photographer!
Every year my husband, Bob, and I drive through that area of the country. We pass through once going East to Michigan and once going West to Tucson. We have always felt that getting there is more than half the fun! We have left the stunning Fall scenery of Northern Michigan behind (with -it was so beautiful this year!)and
we are in Omaha now with Katie and family – tomorrow we head West once more. We will say hello to the beauty of Utah for you!
Perhaps you agree with me that every American should experience those vistas for themselves. You don’t realize what a wonderful country this is until you experience the diversity for yourself.
Our particular favorites are the area around Moab, Utah and the spiritual beauty of Monument Valley.
I don’t always comment, but I do always read your blog, so thanks for the enjoyment you bring me!
Sue Cole (of Manistee MI and soon to be of Tucson AZ)
Thank you, Sue. I agree 100%. This country is so amazing, this land that we can claim as your land and my land as the song goes is mindbogglingly beautiful. Safe travels and I am so very glad that you are enjoying the blog so much.