Music is the rhythm of my life, and nature’s music is a key component. When I escape the noise of society and discover a place of quiet solitude, I find it is easy to listen with my heart. Nature creates its melodies so that we can become part of them.
As long as I can remember, I’ve appreciated the sounds of nature’s hymns, whether it is the call of the sea gulls above the rhythmic crashing of ocean waves, the rustling of dry leaves in autumn or the rolling gurgles of a small stream.
I strain to hear sound in the hush of new fallen snow, and then realize that if I relax, I can hear the quietness of peace within. The symphony of the morning sunrise blends into the deafening silence of the stars at night. All things are in balance, if we let them.
The sound of a crackling campfire takes me back to my childhood. When I close my eyes, I see my family sitting on the sand around a large pot of furiously boiling sea water. My mouth waters as I recall the large, tasty crabs pulled from traps set deep in the salty bay that were cooking in that large pot on the beach. There is laughter in the air and music in our hearts.
Perhaps it is best stated in the closing scene of the movie August Rush: “The music is all around us. All we have to do is listen.”