Light Point Pond - A Place of Healing

The beginning;
It began as a ‘thought’ a ‘dream’ just an ‘idea’ that someday I would put a pond on the SouthEast end of the backyard in the wet area where no one ever goes. The summer of 2007 was particularly dry and the opportunity was right and so the ‘dream’ became a reality.
Thus began the excavation of a small pear shaped pond in my backyard. I walked the perimeter and flagged the surrounding hedge rows to guide the excavating crew. It seemed such a small area in the beginning which after seven days turned into more of a lake as long as a football field and half again as wide. Three feet deep on the shallow end expanding to fifteen feet on the deep end. The shape became more a combination of a light bulb and or the top half of an exclamation point. Hence the name decided upon was Light Point Pond.
So this is Light Point Pond. A Nature Sanctuary, a place of healing, a gift of Love to all who come.

I hadn’t realized just how devastating and damaging this project could be. When it was finished I looked at it and felt sick inside for a moment at the massive hole and scar created there on the surface of the Earth. Ouch! Would the Nature Gods ever forgive me for such a mess and for doing such a hurtful thing? My intentions were good, create an area for wildlife and mankind to rest and compose their troubles spirits. Still, I somehow could feel an internal pain at the sight of the pit. And how in a few brief days man could destroy what took so many years to create and evolve. The Nature Gods must have been pleased after all, for in a matter of 60 days the pond filled with the fall rains and underground springs. Sealing over the ugly spot of destruction and beginning the creation of a beautiful place in nature for all creatures that abound near-by.
The following are stories from Light Point Pond as I wander around the woods and water or just sit and rest near-by.

Nature offers its beauty and wisdom in brief moments of silence and in the scenes of life unfolding all around. In that single moment a soul is healed from these offerings of love. May you too be healed by a brief stop here, bless you and thank-you for your visit.

First mishap:
The pond filled in 60 days as I mentioned September 25th to November 25th. The fall rains began literally the day after we stopped digging. And seemed to come in a frenzy and pace probably not unusual to fall rains but perhaps in an effort to fill the unsightly hole and prepare for the winter snows soon to come. I remember it was December 13th or there abouts, somewhere in the middle of the night. I heard the thunderous crash from my bedroom. Peering out from the window I spotted it. The first pond mishap and I wondered and worried as I watched. Just what had I created? A small deer must have lost her way coming from the woods moving southward towards the neighbors open field to graze on what was left of any tasty grasses. She fell into the pond! And thrashed and swam her way across it. Fortunately the ice was thin only an inch or two. Nothing to compare with the weight of a strong and healthy doe. I watched in awe as she wrangled her way across the mid-section of pond probably about 50-60 feet in width. She pulled herself out on the south shore shook off and was gone in an instant. I walked the area the following morning. It was chilly but not cold enough to threaten the deer and I found no sign of her anywhere as her tracks soon disappeared off into the woods. I am curious to see what this winter brings for ice episodes.