Nature's Place

Golden

They can often be found on these flowers, always producing nectar for the little ones. Though it’s a dangerous passage to such bounty.

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Joining me at the table, a crumb or two to be had from the nearby giant, less dangerous too. As long as she knows her place is not on me.

Sharing a little goodness. Glad to see another who survived the perilous journey? We have much in common, if we could only see.

Happy little ant, no sign of danger about, well fed, just taking it easy. Not a single problem on its little mind, no ruminating on past pain.

After the climb up the sticky stem and something delicious to eat she takes the time for self-cleaning exercises. Intelligent little thing.

Wandering the byways of the wilden green the golden ant takes a morsel to keep it going. Doing what? Living, what else, as an ant.

If we could live as a body, without all the things we think we are, or are not – the notions and potions of mind, we would be doing as well as the ant.

No problem … Could we do better than to be without the madness of mind, as compulsive thinking, anger, fear and wanting?

Is there a ‘we’ can do that? Since ‘we’ presumes any plurality has a hope of ever being free.

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In times of difficulty ‘don’t judge the situation’, as a guiding mantra – will keep mind from running rampant.

And be the body as sensation, by focus of attention, through any thought or emotion that tries to rise.

That way what passes passes all the quicker and cleaner. As what passes always does.

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Morning Queen

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First light of the day is a good time to catch the wildlife unawares. They haven’t quite woken up yet, aren’t so active as when it warms up.

And first thing today there was an ant. A queen of her kind, Green Head kind. She must have taken flight at first light, I’d guess.

Her wings took her to an old lemon on a stake, where I couldn’t get a shot, so I helped her to the butterfly bush.

I thought she might slow down there and even take some nourishment from the little yellow cups.

And so she did, before some preening, then wandering off round the nearest leaves.

So I present to you, a queen of the morning …

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Travelling Ant

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Out on my wandering in the local byways I often come across something unique, that I only ever see once.

As I was crossing this fallen – with a little help – fence I noticed there was an occupant of unusual character.

The ant, a kind I haven’t seen before, was using the fence line as a highway across the otherwise difficult terrain and appeared in no hurry.

It had been dry for a few days so I wet the line where the ant would pass and when they met it stopped to take a sip. Free moisture can be a rarity in the wild.

An ant might travel the equivalent of many miles for a drink, but not today. Manna from the sky, and it clearly enjoyed it, stopping to sip a while before resuming its journey.

I could wonder where that ant was going but I know already. It’s going home, if it’s not already there.

Small, instinctive, non self reflective mind.

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Watering The Ants

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This nocturnal ant handicapped by the dented head.

Here in Oz the ant is in charge of turning the earth, as in other places it is the worm. That’s how it looks to me. Everywhere I look there are ants, always on the move, busy, busy, busy. They are better built for working the dry soil, with a little help from the occasional rain.

There are so many kinds of ant I have lost track, as if I was ever so inclined. Here are a few I invited to stop for a picture, by placing a drop of sugar-water along their path.

Every thing works its patch, you and me included. And everything needs the right kind of nourishment.

A little nectar is a passing heaven, to an ant.

Sensational …

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Treasure Ant

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And a little treasure they are, caretakers of the dead, diggers of the soil. Indispensable pieces in the great Earth machine.

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It’s that time of season the only creatures around are ants, or so it seems. The passion fruit vine, with its highways and byways and the wonderful smell of exotic flowers is home to many kinds of ants, all patrolling for a bite to eat, a little nourishment. The only way to get a shot is to stop one and food does the trick.

I’ve watched an ant eat until it looked like bursting, its abdomen swelling to accommodate the liquid gold. A little honey stops an ant in its tracks, some feed until it can take no more, and off back to the nest it goes – I suspect – to share the treasure. Sometimes with an initial stagger from the unaccustomed weight and balance.

We do it too, with all the momentary treasures of a single lifetime, absorb and distil the essence to eventually radiate as our light or wisdom – after many years climbing around on the vine of experience, you may have noticed.

Whether the treasure is real or illusory, when it’s gone we move on, ever in search of the next de-light. Until the endlessness of the search is seen to be the grand delusion.

Then now is all there is, no loss or need to search, no ignorance nor despair. No need to experience any more, no need, no need.

Still, inside, there is the nourishment of the simple good, no thing, no form, no problem.

And the reality of the moment grows in focussed attention.

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Beyond The Rain

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In the last week the daily temperature has gone from mid 30’s to mid 20’s (C) with the end to end cloud cover and rainfall over this part of the earth. Very comfortable, very wet. The plants love it too, after the scorching heat of the fiery summer sun.

Driving in the rain is not unlike the practise of being, having to look through the movement of form to see where I want to be, and stay on the road that works to get me there, instead of focussing on the splashing on the glass or thundering sound on the roof.

The trouble comes with distraction, to the focus of attention or intelligence, to the point where I become identified with what distracts and no longer see where I want to be.

If I am distracted enough by the rain it becomes all there is and I could end up drowning in it.

Recovery is always possible though, by focus on where I want to be – in clarity.

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Nectar of The Gods

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Amrit, ambrosial immortalising food of the gods, fit for an ant – for if there is a god it is surely in all things, without exception, or the creation is flawed. Notice any holes in the fabric of your universe lately? Well, let’s not go into that too much …

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It was Garuda, bird – king, who stole the Ambrosia of the gods in order to release himself and his mother from enslavement to the snakes – or snake energy. He had to perform impossible feats in order to do so. And so impressed with his character was Vishnu that he made Garuda free forever.

It’s an interesting myth from Indian lore. And like all myth it has truth behind it. He had to take it.

Have you performed impossible feats lately?

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A site that is good for some creatures can be enhanced for macro shooting by the addition of a source of food, as with the honey for the ant here. Nothing wrong with enhancing the scene if everyone concerned benefits.

A little nectar goes a long way.

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Apple Ant

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A piece of fruit in the morning is a good thing for the body – possibly one of the few things that wouldn’t be denied by anybody. And sitting eating it on the veranda overlooking the garden is a pleasure – also a good way to start the day.

Using a knife to section the apple for eating I notice different kinds of ant walking around the old wooden table where I sit, looking for morsels no doubt. It doesn’t take much to shave a little apple for a little creature, a tiny slice, to sate the perennial hunger.

And this one was hooked, couldn’t get too much of the sweet juicy pulp it had probably never come across before. It also seemed excited the way it supped at the apple for a while then stopped and ran around, stopped to groom itself and then back to the apple – over and over.

I helped it along, keeping the slice from blowing away in the breeze, orienting it for access and of course a few shots. It wasn’t very co-operative, wouldn’t be still for long, but I accept what comes.

It surely enjoyed the pure juice on the blade. Just one of life’s under-excitements, a simple pleasure when the mind is slowed enough there is no impatience.

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Macro Day Five

One more quiet relaxing day doing a bit of Meditation Macro was had by two, myself and Robert – who might post some of his pix later. The after effects of the floods and other things still keep some from making it.

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It was a lovely day, not too hot, some cloud and no rain. We started it in the shade of the house surrounded by some living nature, with a simple and effective breathing technique to put the body at ease. Then a method of relaxation that helps dissolve tension of the mind. And a practical nuts and bolts form of meditation that helps consolidate the above and develops clarity of mind – more really an uncluttering of mind – by taking control of what we focus our attention on.

What to say about this day? There was a shine to it, inside. A clarity that allows the natural simple intelligence to shine through. It’s a simple practise to learn to do it.

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If anyone is interested in coming along for hands on experience of what and how I do what I do check these links : Macro Meditation Day, Macro Illustrated and Meditate, and email me at contact (at) beingmark (dot) com so you are on the list for mailouts.

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And a few pix from the day.

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