Michael Yates, Project Director for State Contracts including ASAP, FOCUS, PATH and Home Study
I’m struggling today. I’m deeply irascible and edgy. Nothing is satisfying. The flow of the day seems to be against me, so are the endless streams of complaints. I’m tired of the many different systems that contort and twist you from the inside out. Cynicism has a strong hold on me today, and I’m not sure I want to let it go. Yet, I know I must.
I grab my brown bag lunch and head outside to eat on a wooden bench under a bright, fall sun. Alone at last. No one is around, just me and the outdoors. Stewing, I sit back and close my eyes. And breathe. Time for me to shake off the cynical armor and lay down the contemptuous sword I’ve been wielding this day. I breathe again, deeply this time.
The sun is set against a brilliant blue sky, and it begins to warm my face. I hear the sound of acorns dropping through a web of branches before settling onto a bed of new beginning. The birds call as if to alert one another of a coming change. The autumn breeze sputters to hold on to a season of vitality and stave off the sureness of a deep, deep sleep. I slowly open my eyes to survey the many shades of this changing season, oranges & yellows, plums & reds. The hillside is a canvass alive with the changing color of autumn.
Human nature is, at times, prone to its own selfish needs & desires. It craves self-gratification and insists that everything and everyone be agreeable to its own aims – this nature is often destructive and hurtful. Yet, human beings have another nature, too. One capable of finding rhythm and balance to an otherwise imbalanced existence – this nature is peaceful and constructive, and one whose appeal is worthy of feeding.
So, I sit. And I breathe. And I am still. I sense how nature itself is appealing to my better nature. A nature that compels letting go and trusting in a rhyme and reason that is often hard to comprehend.
Montvale is such a place where the gift of its surroundings can appeal to the finer aspects of each of us, naturally. It is no wonder, then, that adoptive families who yearn to heal deep wounds of trauma can find safety in a place that will appeal to their better natures. A better nature that hastens healing for the ones they love while strengthening their family unity and cohesion.
With the armour of hostility and alienation laid down, I’m ready to get on with my day, eager to allow aspects of my better nature to flow as it is beckoned by the nature surrounding me.
Michael Yates 11/1/12