We see our own faces only in reflection. In a mirror. In the eyes and faces of others we live with or work with or meet along the path.
I also see myself reflected in the face of the natural world. Even the sky shows me enough. There I am held in ordinary presence. I, too, am present and allowed. I am not gently held and lovingly affirmed. I am also not greeted with irony, cynicism or rejection. I am simply present with the sky in all its changing, steady ways. I am neither insignificant nor overly significant. I am simply allowed and accepted.
So gazing at the natural world I have come to trust Earth's reliable sequences and consequences.
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