Types of Fog Around Us

Here it is  mid-morning and there is a thick fog that has settled onto the land. A misty blanket not thick enough to hide, but enough to give the illusion of mystery. What lurks, just beyond the line of sight? What mysteries are awakened or covered by nature’s blanket? For the woodland inhabitants such as deer, the fog may be a gift that helps keep them better hidden. For humans however, it can be a danger in many forms.

For the hunter, especially those who choose full camouflage without even a splash of orange on their person, they could easily be mistaken by another hunter.  For those on the roadways, running without headlights on their vehicles turned on, they are hidden. They are a danger. Driving at speeds that do not take into the limited field of vision, is a dangerous game and risk.  Headlights on high beam merely reflect the light back to the driver. Danger Will Robinson, danger.

Fog settling in creates a softness to the landscape. Whether that landscape is woodland or city. Sharp edges are smoothed, stark colors and design softened. It is a blending of cold reality into a soft mystery. A blanket created in nature that wraps around and brings a comfort and calm that bright days cannot.

Fog can also bring a feeling of peace to the soul. As the droplets of mist settle down, falling onto forest leaves it creates a form of nature’s music. A light rhythm that plays to to spirit within and brings an easing of stress brought on by life. Feeling the dampness touch skin, cleansing away what has frustrated, what has hurt, what has made life less than easy.

Yet, there is also a mental and emotional fog. One that can be brought on by many things. Aging, medication or lack of, illicit drug use, denial of facts. The list goes on, but I believe you see my point.

Those who face dementia or Alzheimer’s (which is a form of dementia), depending on the severity, are found living in a state of loss. Forgetting how to do simple tasks, forgetting family, lost without realizing. A shell of former self, alive but not fully living.

Many chemicals we ingest change us, at times stealing from us the ability to be who we are. Stealing mental capacity and leaving us less than we should be.

There are some, who look at life around us, and functioning at full mental ability, refuse to see. Ignoring what is and what could be with a few, or many, proper adjustments. There could be a plethora of reasons for this. Maybe, one feels incapable of bringing about change. Maybe one feels it is not their job. That not my circus not my monkeys mentality. Maybe one feels the problems are too massive. Maybe..one simply seeks an excuse to look the other way and allow the status quo to continue.

Some feel that as one individual, they cannot accomplish much. Not realizing, if they take that first step and invite another, or allow another to join and that one calls to one more then a building begins. A domino effect in reverse. That is until the gathering is enough to knock down and change what needs be changed. A gathering of minds and bodies determined to make a change for the better. Leaving the complaining, leaving the insults, leaving personal attacks out of the mix and working to make things better. Working to be and make a difference. No one person is intended or can, to do it all. One can however make a difference, toss one starfish into the sea, speak a kind word, perform a kind, compassionate act. It creates a ripple that expands out, making a difference for all it touches. If, we walk out of the fog we have build around us.


About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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3 Responses to Types of Fog Around Us

  1. John says:

    I love the fog when not driving! It’s mysterious and maybe a bit creepy too like an old-time movie.

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