My husband, Tim, and I have been watching a documentary series called Native America. I’m learning quite a bit of history and geography based on the extraordinary oral traditions, written texts, and story-telling art work left by Native Americans beginning more than 13,000 years ago. This Empire’s creations centered around humanity’s relationships with earth, sky, and water.
Change is inevitable, a consistent variable in our journey. How we adapt to change becomes a building block for future encounters with life’s altering experiences.
The closing bell of summer is ringing. In my garden, it’s the season for harvesting seeds.
Out of my kitchen window, I notice butterflies flitting in and out of the late summer flowers in full bloom. I dash out with my camera in hand to snap a few of these miracles landing here and there, but I’m so distracted by their colors, sizes, and industry, that I can’t concentrate on just one shot!
My twelve-year-old granddaughter has been busy setting the stage, especially her desk, for school to start. We receive face-time calls from her almost every day with a running commentary on the welfare of her two dogs, one illusive cat, and her new favorite pet, a gecko! We savor these phone calls and hope they never end, but who am I kidding?! Teenage years are right around the corner. But I digress!
I learned a new word this week, apophenia, “seeing meaningful patterns in randomness (Webster).”