Shortly after I posted my last entry, I went for a walk around Point Pleasant Park. The BeeGoddesses were supposed to come along, but the one who landed in hospital during the Holidays couldn’t make it. So I went on my own — a feat for me when you think about how much I hate the cold and, moreover, how sedentary I am. But walking is all part of the Reform of Maurice.
To be sure it was cold this afternoon; despite the glorious sunshine it was only -10C (15F). But how truly pleasant Point Pleasant is! Since 1866, nearly 1,000 acres of the southern tip of peninsular Halifax has been preserved as a forest surrounded by the sea on three sides. The way the sun shone through the branches and on the snowy pathways, I could think of only one phrase, in French, to describe what surrounded me: “C’est beau à fendre l’âme”. Roughly translated, “So achingly beautiful that it feels as though your soul is splitting.”
I’m one of those fortunate people who can create a near vacuum in his mind — really think of nothing. Just be. However, I did have a few thoughts run through my mind as I walking, specifically about what I had just posted in this blog. And I realized a few things.
First, that this park in which I was walking seemed so disconnected, so far from today’s horrors (a.k.a. politics).
Second, try as they may, humans will never be able to create from scratch anything as intricate as a forest.
Third, I’m not the hard-nosed, non-spiritual person I often pose as being.
Now back at home, I’m seeing the full moon rise over the harbour and I’m thinking that it really is a beautiful world. Too bad humans are so bent on destroying it.