The harmony of the birds as they sing into the blissful breeze embracing the beauty of the day. The peaceful rush of the creek as she travels through the land protected by the eternal strength of the mountains that embody grace and power.
These are the moments where I begin to understand my connection with the sounds of life. As I find myself in solidarity within nature, I am gifted with the livelihood of noises.
The sun has made its exit from the sky at the Snowcrest Mountains, as I then sit under the blanket of stars while completing homework from the day. I take a minute to glance around my environment and come to realize that it is me alone with what seems to be a larger-than-life moment. With the light and presence of the moon to comfort me, I close my eyes and listen. The serenity of the night overcomes me as I hear the sound of my breath and embrace the quiet night. Nothing else in this moment matters because I am grounded with the earth and the purest form of life. I slowly open my eyes and continue with my homework with a newfound sense of wonder and bliss.
It’s the sixth day of our trip, meaning I have accomplished my first ever backpacking experience. All the lingering worry and remnants of pain have left my body at this moment due to the hum of the night soothing away my troubles.
I am frequently listening to music as I go about my life, but after this moment I now strive to channel more of my listening to the life outside my window. I will make the balance possible with indulging in music indoors and disconnecting once I’m embraced in the presence of nature.
As nature continues to sing, I will always take a moment to listen.
