Actually, I was meditating at the edge of acres of lawn (surrounded by razor wire, of course)...just feeling appreciative. The landscapes at Camp Monroe are sometimes emotionally stirring! This Spring morning the manicured gardens are off-set and framed by the regal snow-capped Cascade Mountain range in the distance. Nature comforts us...if we see!
There are yellow and white wild flowers and purple lillies or are they irises popping up all over the estate. It's breathtaking. ..
I sat at the fringe of the luscious field, squinted my eyes and saw Monet's "Lillies" painting (1) & (2).
No news about a job yet. My counselor is waiting for my university transcripts to get here. Then I can go to work in the classroom helping others. Victor Frankl in Mans Search for Meaning talks about how work...meaningful work... can lead to a full-filling life. When I am without meaningful work, I am like that sailboat...without a rudder. It's depressing, so in the meantime I turn to Nature for solace. I find comfort observing a small thin blade of grass or walking in the shadow cast by Mt. Baker ... and of course I'm excited to get back to work.