Moments of Nature and Cosmic Spirituality

Zhuhai, Guangdong, China 

Winds from Summer's distant breeze come pouring in the windows. Soon it will be too hot to even smell the afternoon air without contentment fading. The last chance to feel the cool air of the late Spring is a gift like a mid-season Christmas present. The green sprouts of the plants are now strong and growing tall. There is almost a whither in their leaves, and flower petals have even fallen on the light brown soil, which was once as black as the star-laced sky. 

As Spring ends, the heat rolls toward us like the famous Summer flame. As Spring ends, we have the luxury of hiding indoors in the cool refuge of our air-conditioning and climate controlled apartments and house, yet what for those who do not have the possibility? 

One can wait for the green grass and blue waters of the lakeside as a sign that Summer approaches, but one can also anticipate thousands of deaths in India from the heatwaves, crops destroyed across Sub-Saharan Africa, and the dust storms of China. 

With almost each footstep one takes, someone in the world has lost their life. Soon with each footstep someone takes, two people will die instead of one. 

Yet with all the heaviness of tragedy, and with all the burdens of sorrow. Let us move forward with each step in our journey, for it is the only way to go. Moving backward is only a repetition of what someone else has done, for better or for worse. As we expand toward the future, there will be more Summers to come. Let us ask ourselves each year, if we are bringing progress to the world or only repeating the mistakes of those from the past. 

Each year as we approach mid-Spring, let us compose a plan of action for the following year. The cycle does not have to begin on January 1st. Nor does it have to begin when the snow melts. Let us compose a plan on how we can help other people, make our communities stronger, share kindness with our neighbors, friends, and family, be a supporting voice to those who need you, be a shelter for those who seek comfort in you, and ask for nothing in return. 

Life is about giving. If we are to demand anything from others, we will often find our hands outstretched and empty, waiting for something that will never come. It is up to us to act in kindness to the world, but let them not mistake our kindness for weakness. Do no harm, but do not tolerate injustice for the slightest moment. 

We have so much to offer, so we must learn to find joy in offering. Waiting for others to offer things to us is futile and a destiny of disappointment. Let the mid-Spring emotion be one of optimism, joy, futurism, progression, sharing, nurturing, helping, and of course of love. For it is all we can do to stay away from the low levels of bleakness, and extend our love from the ground all the way to farthest reach of the Cosmos...and perhaps beyond.