Sometimes I wish I could be as wise a fool as Mary Oliver, who daily tunes herself to Nature’s frequencies, turns her dial to the botanic bandwidth, foregoes French coffee and drinks daily from the fresh, sparkling waters of the babbling brook, listening to the jazz of its changes under the bird call riffs without any hard plastic in her ears.
Yes, it’s April 1st and for once, I have had the good sense to wait before attending to the tasks of vacation’s end—the laundry, the shopping, the class plans, all the etc. of our two-legged life. I remembered briefly to look and listen and love what the World offers, the complex simplicity and simple complexity of the day unfolding with its breezes, birds, bees and blossoms. To follow the path of the Holy Fools and be wholly a fool on this Spring day glistening with promise and fulfillment.
Happy April Fools Day!