So I'm driving around on this beautiful day, today, listening to all the bad news on the news: Bailing out the automakers. Or not. Highest unemployment since whenever. Ripple effects spreading through the economy. You know, the usual stuff. And I'm looking out my window, noticing: Wow, this is one super-beautiful fall season:
Which puts me right square into this universal paradox I've pondered for a long time: Why, when times are so difficult on the human scale, does Nature give us her best, most beautiful show? Is it just to break our hearts even more, or is there some other reason?
I can remember one springtime, when I was particularly devastated over the loss of a significant relationship, and the lilac bushes by my front door were glorious with fragrant blossoms. Even in the depths of my heartbreak, I noticed. And, I've seen it reported that areas across which have been bloody with battle and mass murder, after a few years of Nature's recovery, become green with new growth and flowers.
You have to agree, battle or not, Nature has given us an abundance of beauty, nurturance, and uplifting vistas. And She is still doing so, despite humanity's sad lack of care for her or for each other. Which helps answer my question: Why all this beauty in the center of humanity's turmoil? I believe it is Nature's way of offering us consolation, like when we give flowers to someone who has faced bereavement or personal tragedy. And it's an visible symbol of endurance and perpetuity.
Some folks like to use affirmations to get themselves out of a bad space. With all due respect, affirmations have never worked that well for me. Instead, I look to Nature and her vistas of tranquility, beauty, and persistence. That is affirmation enough for me.