August has a glow of its own.
Staring at the wide open harvested field, I feel quite nostalgic about the last days of Summer. At the same time, the golden light of the magic hours hugs my body and the tender wave of quietness makes me feel at my happy place. I own the world, or the world has me entirely...The quickly changing light of the setting sun creates a sense of eternity and completeness. The overall fuzzy feeling of warmth evokes a quick moment of happiness and awakening. I only sense my breath; everyone and everything, all the energy of the world comes into me. The earth becomes a sacred space, a safe place! My heart expands as a fully open sunflower and a soft golden light radiates throughout it. I catch the legato rhythm of the light and completely immerse in all its glory...
I  hear the earth breathe  ....








" I wonder if anyone else has an ear so tuned and sharpened as I have, to detect the music, not of the spheres, but of earth, subtleties of major and minor chord that the wind strikes upon the tree branches. Have you ever heard the  earth  breathe...?"
                                                                                            
                                                                                         ~ Kate Chopin