The morning drive had a sense of promise to it. My eyes shone as it took in the beauty and rays of the rising sun. I felt a revival of the old spirits.
This is usually the time of year when the natural world starts to look tired in Northern California. The summer heat beats down on the hills, and the greenery of the jolly hills of a few months ago feels like a distant memory, the river beds have signs telling people that ‘No Fishing or Swimming or Diving is allowed’ and we chuckle when we see these signs – for there are no waters in which to do these activities.
As if to make up for this though, the summer flowers on the oleander trees the rose shrubs and lavender bushes all make up for it by their exuberance blossoms and presence.
During the drive I was listening to an old Tamil Song that was dripping with philosophies of life. There are some truths that only experience can bring about. I found myself thinking of Dr Seuss’s book on similar lines, Oh! The Places You’ll Go!”
There is an understanding of the ebbs and flows of life’s tides in these that is strangely soothing to the human soul meandering through it all. Almost instinctively, I peered out at the sun rising over the glistening waters of the bay. The waters near the shore gently lapping on the shores. There is a periodic rhythm to life – the waves of the waters, the sunrise and sunset, seasons.
“I’m sorry to say so
Dr. Seuss, Oh, the Places You’ll Go!
but, sadly, it’s true
that Bang-ups
and Hang-ups
can happen to you.”
By the end of the drive though, the sense of promise was uplifting. After an equally uplifting walk with friends, as I drove back with the sun beating down and the shabby summer looks were there again, I harked back to the book again.
“Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.”
Dr Seuss, Oh, the Places You’ll Go!
Nourish-n-Cherish 