Puddle Sitting
Posted on 02. Sep, 2010 by maryanne in Musings, Nature
When I was a little girl I used to sit in mud puddles. Ask my mom. Yeah, and I would eat ants too, but that’s another story. I have just always been a down to earth girl. Literally. Sometimes I feel most comfortable sitting in the dirt, feeling the warmth and texture of the earth and elements. I believe that is where the phrase comes from about “feeling grounded”. But, perhaps I wax too philosophical.
I just know that when things get to crazy, sometimes I just have to go outside and sit amongst the flowers, or in a mud puddle. This is precisely what I did in the above picture. Me, at 44, sitting in a mud puddle, while peace infiltrated my being, like the water rushing into my Chuck Taylors. It had been a hard week, and I rushed outside like I often do, seeking God and sanity. It just rained and I felt drawn to the reflections of the setting sun in the fresh puddles. Before I knew it I plopped right down in one. I felt like a little girl again, and God was near. The warmth of the pavement mixed with fresh rain felt soothing under my hands.
Before I knew it I was lying on my stomach, trying to capture the shot of the sunset reflected in the water. I laughed out loud at myself wondering what my mom would say.
Amazing the perspective you can gain from a mud puddle.
cmo
02. Sep, 2010
The body (the eyes, the nerve ending in our toes, the felt textures of earth,etc.) is a very wide open door to spiritual connections. Perhaps when we close ourselves up in more adult boundaries like – “you can’t sit on the wet ground”, “you can’t play in the mud”, you can’t walk in the rain” – we are only making the front door to heaven’s acquaintance smaller. Shrunk by adult sensibilities.
I love the pictures. They remind me that sometimes perspective is sometimes a matter of your chosen vantage point.
Mom Morgan
02. Sep, 2010
Play in the mud (water) girl. it is good for the soul..
Sheryl
03. Sep, 2010
There is something so real and good about being literally grounded.
Such a gorgeous post, my favourite so far Mrs Puddle Sitter : )
Ann
04. Sep, 2010
Takes me back also. I would just bring you and put clean clothes on you and send you out again. I would like to see that little girl again, but hey, I guess I do through your pictures. I love them.
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