I find myself looking up constantly as I walk around campus –
I’ve always been fascinated with the sky, the constellations that form above us
at nighttime, the trees that tower over us, and the clouds that create shapes
to amuse us. I’m not sure why on this particular day I caught myself looking
down – but I’m glad I did.
I came across one of the most beautiful leaves I’ve
ever seen – it was mainly red but hints of orange would shine through close to the
veins and the tips were highlighted in yellow. I picked it up to admire it some
more because in Texas the leaves don’t really change colors like they do where
I’m from in Arkansas. As I lifted it to the sky it was as translucent as the
finest paper – a bid farewell to the summertime and a gesture towards cooler
nights that will bring along the bare trees in the winter.
I let the leaf go in
the wind and watched it fall slowly back to the Earth – hitting the ground ever
so lightly it made no sound. I stood under the trees and admired the beauty of
the rest of the leaves dying off of the trees. They’re all so different –
different shapes, sizes, colors. They clothe the trees in autumn and leave the
trees naked in the winter. I find that so comforting – leaves can be beautiful no
matter where they are – on or off the tree – dead or alive.
I think when
looking at leaves I don’t think about how amazing they are – they capture the energy
in sunlight and use that to make sugars, water and CO2 – all things essential to
the world around us. I don’t usually think about that kind of thing, but on
this day, it brought me so much joy to look up and see all these leaves
swirling above me giving so much life to everything around them. I think taking
the time to sit and stare at something outside for even just 30 minutes a day
makes my day so much better.
I feel more connected to the Earth and I notice
how relaxed I become as well – something I need to do more than I allow myself.
I’m grateful for that leaf that crossed paths with me that day and the beauty
that surrounds me constantly – if only I would look up more often and truly
open my eyes. There is so much to see - go out and chase it.
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