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A boulder, dimpled like a roll of bread dough, has gone through

many changes in its time on Earth. And its craters and undulations

will continue to morph under the influence of weather and time.

Even the seemingly imperceptible impact of leaves from the

neighbouring trees bring some minute change

to this human symbol of permanence.


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The ocean scatters stones across the beach and they stay there

for an indeterminate amount of time. As long as the seas are calm,

the stones will rest there. The next aggressive tide will pull them into

the sea or bury them in sand. The moon, the tide, the ocean, the weather

are all events beyond the control of the stones. They speckle the beach

with a carefree appearance indicating their acceptance

of what they cannot change.

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A natural death occurs in tiny bites and bruises and breakdowns.

It is a slow-as-molasses wearing away of the robustness of health and vigour;

an erosion of the physical state along a seemingly infinite continuum of

youth to old age. If you are fortunate enough to live to be elderly,

you will wear this attrition on your body in a variety of ways.

However old you are, promise yourself now that you will accept this

as gracefully as possible and stand tall in your evolution.

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Magic occurs naturally in the forest. These enchanting colours, shapes and

scenes are often replicated on streets, stages and screens

in the world outside of nature. We marvel at the ingenuity of

architects, designers, special effects people and the like

but when was the last time you really marvelled

at what happens spontaneously in our natural world?

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It is easy to imagine the wild strokes of a fervent artist slashing across

the canvas that is our Earth. This artist paints with colour, of course,

but also with light and texture and sound and smell and emotion.

This work of art, our Earth, is at once easily interpreted by all who stop

to simply appreciate it and totally incomprehensible

to anyone attempting to deconstruct its artistic merits.

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A spider has woven a ghostly bed

with spirit sheets and pillows of dew,

beckoning a fly to sleep forever.

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Plants are the celebratory outbursts of seeds that have

successfully germinated. Look at this explosion of life,

shooting up from barren rock, wildly proclaiming victory

over seemingly impossible odds: the deposit of enough organic matter

to sustain life; the serendipitous placement of a seed

in just the right location; access to sunlight and water,

yet protection from lethal elements – and then, this eruption of life

climbing to the sky. Small miracles, indeed.

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Each step you take in life offers a unique window on the world.

One step further and the pine tree will not radiate sunlight at you;

one step back and the birches won’t frame the glowing tree.

This is the implication of every step you take in your life;

that your journey can be heavy with decision.

The antidote to this is that every step also offers

the possibility of even more beauty.

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If at the end of your life you arrive fully spent, then you have lived well.

If you are whipped by the wind, burnt by the sun, lashed by the rain

or otherwise well marked by the experiences you’ve weathered,

then you have taken all that life has given you and used it

to add layers of interest to your once blandly perfect form.

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At what point does this situation change from being a tree bearing some fungus

to a mass of fungus on a dying tree? These seemingly static points of change

are the content of our present moments and they show us how to experience

the now. It does not occur from instant to instant, but instead,

as a flowing trail of sensory occurrences.

Your now is as big or small as your awareness allows.

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