October 8, 2014

Sounds of Silence

In a post not too long ago I talked about going to the Mesilla Valley Bosque State Park and hearing and seeing the different birds in the garden there. Well recently I have been hearing more and different things.

People might call what I do meditation. I prefer to think of it as just slowing down and listening. When I arrive at the Park on Friday mornings, I like to go out near the garden to look and hear. I close my eyes and listen for the silence. If I concentrate I can just hear the sounds

-the buzz of the hummingbirds
-wind rustling the leaves of the cottonwoods
-a covey of quail calling their kids together
-far in the distance, some construction work

Well a few Fridays ago it was overcast and threatening. We have been having a nice monsoon season with frequent rain so the weather this day was not unexpected. I went out to the garden, closed my eyes and listened. In the distance there was the booms of thunder. The hummers were frantically filling up. The wind was really moving the cottonwood branches. Suddenly, I heard a sound, far away. It sounded at first like hands clapping but it was moving, I could hear it moving. It got a bit louder, a bit more frenetic, more intense. It got closer and soon was very close to where I was.

It was then that I recognized the sound of a drenching rain advancing on the area. The drops were hitting the ground and the trees and bushes and made almost a hissing sound.I turned and moved toward the visitors center about 25 yards away as the first drops hit the plaza bricks and by time i got to the door of the building, was very wet, almost soaked. I sat there in the doorway, watching the rain fall, feeling the coolness of the breeze

I was impressed…..


clairz said...

Lovely. Just lovely, Pat.

Anonymous said...

I can hear the rain too through your vivid and beautiful description. ..who said social workers didn't have a multitude of skills?? Bev

Pam said...

Too often we don't take the time to really listen and hear what is going on around us. Being one with nature!

Anonymous said...

Nice Pat! I felt like I was meditating just reading your words...very quiet, very poetic. Thanks for sharing. Sue

Judy Rose said...

ah, wish I could have been there with you; I love the sounds from my house of the birds, squirrels, boats on the lake, the breeze in the trees, neighborhood sounds, and, some days, the utter silence when all I can hear is the ticking of the clock. Thank you for my memories of the Bosque. Hugs,

Anonymous said...

Well written, TFabP. Thank you for sharing.

- MM