I recently visited Niagara Falls and rode the boat ‘The Maid of the Mist’ into the base of American and Horseshoe Falls. This photo doesn’t begin to show their power. You must be there, ride the boat, to begin grasping how tiny and insignificant humans really are.
See the people on the walk to the left of the Falls? That’s what we are. We are tiny little nothings when compared to grand enormous sweep of All That Is.
We recently had a terrific thunderstorm with very gusty winds. How this small branch came off the nearby pine tree, came through the dense canopy of the Manitoba maple, and lodged in the crotch of the tree, is a mystery.
After pondering the power that must have been involved I can understand why, when I came home, the dogs were subdued and unusually pleased to see me.
Not quite. Interesting drive home with headlights on, wipers full blast and unable to keep up with the rain, wind whipping leaves all around me, lightning dancing nearby, thunder crackling and booming over the sound of the rain, wind, wipers. Once again I was in awe of the power and beauty of the real world that I live in. I love being alive.