A long sizzling sound filled the air amid the chorus of many bugs in the surrounding woods and fields.
The insects produce a meditative buzz in the summer that seems to get louder as fall arrives. The “sizzle bug” is what I call this insect that heralds a hot summer day.
It is a beautiful late July day and I practice my Chi Kung and Tai Chi at the hilltop.
The view is expansive. Troubles and details shed from my shoulders as I hear, see and move through the Tai Chi form.
As I hold up one leg in a Tai Chi pose, a drop of water catches my eye. A prism is formed as the sun catches it. It becomes my focus for balance. Then, when I move to stand on the other leg it is gone, but I feel the green coming from the Earth and become grounded during the practice.
This is something my chaotic mind very badly needs. My mind is now clear and my old stiff body is flexible as I walk through the fields and paths with the pine trees back to my home.
I am grateful.