Who I Am Exactly at This Time

Who I am exactly at this time

Sun and shadow move across the grassy hillside outside my window.  Gentle winds lift fir tree branches.  A pool of water left behind after the rain ripples softly.  Dark, shiny salal leaves sway and bob beneath the cedar trees.  Yellow birds dart from branch to branch, like golden winged leaves on the breeze. 

I think, “It is good," and I am reminded that as a little girl I first heard that phrase from my mother, reading me the story of creation. 

Goodness.  It’s the opposite of badness.  Why must I evaluate everything?  Can nature be judged as good or bad?  No.  I can evaluate only my feelings about nature, so when I judge it as good or bad it’s more about me than about nature. 

However, today, “who I am exactly at this time,” feels good.  The sweetness of the contrasts, the movement, the colours, and the feeling that all of this is bigger than me and my everyday concerns, fill me with a sense of well-being that I identify as good.

I am a complex being.  Mind, body, and soul compete for my identity.  I am all that and more.

Youth fiction:  Follow the adventures of Magda and Brent in the novels Magda's Mayne Island Mystery and Mayne Island Aliens.

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