I think - I hope - I hear what you're saying.
I went to Daytona Beach last weekend - the weather was lovely and I got up early (7 am) to go out onto the beach. There was not another person in sight - just me, the waves, some gulls, the creaking sky-lift carts, a couple clouds very very low on the horizon - and a glaring pink/orange sun coming up.
I felt very small, in my body, and also very confronted with something that I could never embrace (I think that's the best word for what I thought). My first thought was back to the old Zen hoo-hah of a tree falling and no sound, but I thought "It doesn't matter whether I'm here or not - this is something that is so much greater than me, I am insignificant."
Strangely, it was a comforting thought. Maybe I spend too much of my time worrying about the hole in the ozone, the stronium 80 in the milk, the deforestation of the Amazon, that I forget just how big nature really is.
Or maybe I'm just nuts. Who knows?
