Sticks and Stones

With less distraction from the plant world, late autumn allows my sight to shift from an emphasis on color to an appreciation of form, so today’s walk was a meditation on the collage and sculpture installations at my feet.

It isn’t all shades of gray but the hues are mostly more subdued than in spring, summer, and early fall.I have a tendency to walk with my head down and have done this even prior to the introduction of smartphones.  I don’t usually bring my phone along on these walks because I feel that Dash and Mother Nature deserve my undivided attention (or as close to undivided as I can manage), yet I still have to make effort to keep my eyes moving. 
There’s something mesmerizing about watching water flow over stones…
looking into the swirling water to what lies beneath. The quickest way for me to enter a deep meditation is to sit down next to moving water… but today I simply stood and scanned for shapes and patterns.As I prepare to begin several days of driving across the continent, I’ve been thinking about sandstone and all the textures and hoodoo forms it takes in the desert southwest.

I’m looking forward to discovering whether this familiar but new-to-me-again landscape will deepen my practice.

[Thanks to the following photographers for making their work available through the Creative Commons license: downing.amanda, James St. John, Carol VanHook, Shaun Bascara, Alex Critch, 松林 L, and Jim Crotty© 2017 Sidewalk Zendo. Reprints welcomed with written permission from the author.]