For those of us old enough to have lived through, and been mindful of, the tragedy of September 11, 2001, I am sure as that day unfolded, each of us believed there could never be another event that would similarly impact our collective lives. I know that most folks will never forget that fateful day, and the anniversary date stirs up many images that we wish we could unsee.
But then 2020 came along … a new year, a new decade, full of hope and promise, until the words “Coronavirus” and “COVID-19” became our new nemesis. And here we are, immersed in this pandemic for six months and still unsure of what lies ahead.
In a way, it’s just as scary as that sunny, late Summer morn 19 years ago today.
If I may offer a few moments of zen …
Today’s post is about beauty and peace, but not at a large park along a waterway, or on a woodsy trail. This time I stepped into a prayer garden. It was a muggy morning with overcast skies that threatened rain, thus I didn’t want to stray too far from home.
Just a few days before, I was walking back from the Park and stopped to chat with Joe, a follower of my blog and neighbor from the next block over. Joe was doing some yardwork. After we discussed current events and the sad demise of the big Willow tree at Buckingham Park, which venue we both frequented as kids, our conversation turned to photography.
I first met Joe in Autumn 2018 at Council Point Park where we were both focusing (literally) on the same tree which was ablaze in shades of red and gold. Parker was also part of the photo-taking experience that morning as he danced around our feet. After a brief introduction and comments on this beautiful tree, I mentioned my blog and Joe told me about his photo site, so we exchanged e-mail addresses to take a peek at each other’s labor of love. Later that day some beautiful photos of that tree, Harry the Heron and a very handsome Parker appeared in my e-mail inbox.
In our most-recent conversation, Joe asked if I ever visited Christ the Good Shepherd Church’s prayer garden. I told him I’d not visited in a few years, likely since I last went to give blood donations. He encouraged me to go saying “stop by sometime; it is really beautiful.”
So, at Joe’s suggestion, I found myself in this prayer garden, a solitary figure basking in the beauty of the perennials and reading some of the bricks placed along the garden in memory of loved ones.
Come along as we meander through this garden, enjoy the beauty and the peace; then a parting thought.
The pandemic, just like 9/11, has left us weary and wary of everything. I will leave you with this quote:
“Do not let the behavior of others destroy your inner peace.” —Dalai Lama