As much as I would like to say that I love the winter weather, I now miss being able to see nature in full bloom. Sometimes it is in these quiet moments with myself that I begin to recognize the beautify of life and can her the voice of God. Watching the branches flow through a soft breeze on the surface of the creek water is so peaceful and serience. I need this back in my life. I miss the sun, too. But, today was just a preview for the beautiful spring we are all about to embark upon. A time in our lives to recognize our position on this earth, and support each other through thick and thin.
I am writing this entry as a reflection of my self. In Rospert's Drawing class, we are working on a third project which deals with identity. I can identify with the waters of the creek near my home, with the colors of the sky, and with my consciousness. Yet, to figure out one's identity is to question whether or not he or she is self aware. Am I? Are you?
"Life is a matter of a miracle that is collected over time by moments flabbergasted to be in each others presence."
- Speed Levitch
I have a lot of research to do.