when craig and i went down to north carolina last week, we flew over wild fires. at 10:30pm at night, as we were beginning our descent into wilmington, we gazed out the window and were confused by what we saw. patches of fiery orange amongst the trees. we speculated about what it might be. craig suggested wild fires.
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when we landed, we found out that a few hours north, there were indeed wild fires, and the smoke was being blown down the coast to where we were staying on oak island.
while meditating at the end of yoga class today, i remembered the wild fires and a thought struck me. from that great distance above, they were not threatening or ferocious or hot. they were mystifying...almost beautiful.
had we been on the ground anywhere near them, it would have been all-consuming. heat and fear. terrifying. yet, from above, they looked rather small, contained & manageable. not that scary at all.
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it made me consider other "wild fires" in my life. problems, events or thoughts that appear all-consuming and terrifying, yet, given a new perspective, diminish into a small patch of glowing orange.
what wild fires can you rise above today?.
