Sometimes on my morning walks, I hardly notice a thing. My mind is so immersed in thoughts of past, present, and future issues the rumble and roll around in my head.
Not this morning.
Patrick was home baking a loaf of banana bread. I thought I would get an early start on the day by taking a long walk. Really, it was justification for cutting myself a thick slice of this delicious bread when I returned.
On this early summer morning, this pair greeted me on the lake. They silently presented themselves in such enchantment and grace that words just cannot describe.
Their movements were so in tuned with one another that all I could do is stare and sigh. If you have ever seen the ballet “Swan Lake” one of the most sought after achievements of the ballet is to have a stage of dancers moving in complete harmony. Now I could see where that idea came from.
So much has been going through my mind this year. I’ve entered my forties. My children are at cross roads with life changes of their own. Moving to the south as brought back wonderful memories of living in the south…as well as very sad ones.
While standing there watching the powder white swans softly glide through the cool morning water, two other people stopped with me to stare as well.
Between the three of us, we didn’t share the same language or culture, but we sighed and smiled at each other in recognition of this beautiful scene before us.
There was a definite bond and agreement that we sensed. I almost wanted to hug these two people as we slowly moved on our own ways a few minutes later.
Maybe I should have.
Even with so many thoughts running through my head so early in the morning, I knew these swans were here to whisper into my fogged mind something I needed to hear.
“Look at the beauty around you” they softly encouraged. “Live for the here and now. Don’t dwell on the past and worry about the future”.
I still see the swans at the lake on occasion. I’m going to visit with them again. Soon.
Have you ever looked into a swan’s eyes? They seem to hold serious wisdom in their eyes. They have a powerful stare that speaks volumes when you dare to look and think about what words they might say.
We enjoyed that delicious banana bread that morning. I think of the swans almost daily.