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balance and silence

 

“He (the American Indian) believes profoundly in silence—the sign of a perfect equilibrium. Silence is the absolute poise or balance of body, mind, and spirit. The man who preserves his selfhood ever calm and unshaken by the storms of existence—not a leaf, as it were, astir on the tree; not a ripple upon the surface of shining pool—his, in the mind of the unlettered sage, is the ideal attitude and conduct of life. If you ask him: “What is silence?” he will answer: “It is the Great Mystery!” “The holy silence is His voice.”

Ohiyesa, “A Treasury of Traditional Wisdom”, Whitall N. Perry




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There’s a scripture:

“And he said unto them, Go ye into all the world, and preach the gospel to every creature.”—Mark 16:15

But I think “The Book of Nature” also has its gospel. I think this flowering dogwood is saying “yes”.

 

“Dear seasons that pass over our fields and through our hearts, you are the word of God spoken to us from the cathedral of the great outdoors. Stir up our love for life. Fill us with joy and passion, wisdom and stillness. Reveal to us our own endurance, patience, and ability to trust. Lead us into reflection and solitude as we move through the years held in the arms of mystery. Teach us to say “Yes” to the unfolding work of the Creator in our lives.”

—from “Circle of Life” by Joyce Rupp and Macrina Wiederkehr




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Force of Spring

 

“The force of Spring –
mysterious,
fecund,
powerful beyond measure.”

—Michael Garofalo, “Cuttings”

 

“To find the universal elements enough; to find the air and the water exhilarating; to be refreshed by a morning walk or an evening saunter; to be thrilled by the stars at night; to be elated over a bird’s nest or a wildflower in spring — these are some of the rewards of the simple life.”

—John Burroughs

 

“When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive – to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love.”

—Marcus Aurelius




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Watered My Spirit

“O Divine Presence, you have danced your way into my innermost being. O Mystery of Life, you have tended and nurtured me. You have enriched my spirit and watered my dryness. You have poured your abundant love into the veins of my soul. In the darkest of nights, you have surrounded me with your love. O Divine Presence, your radiant energy surges through my being. I bow to the profound mystery of your sacred life within me.”

Joyce Rupp, “The Cup of Our Life”




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Turning and Returning

 

“Eternal One who circles the seasons with ease, teach me about Earth’s natural cycle of turning from one season to another.  Remind me often of how she opens herself to the dying and rising rotations, the coming and the going of each of the four seasons.  Open me today to the teachings of the season of autumn.

When I accept only the beautiful and reject the tattered, torn parts of who I am, when I treat things that are falling apart as my enemies, walk me among the dying leaves, let them tell me about their power to energize Earth’s soil by their decomposition and their formation of enriching humus.

When I fear the loss of my youthfulness and refuse to accept the reality of aging, turn my face to the brilliant colors of autumn trees, open my spirit to the mellow resonance of autumn sunsets and the beauty of the changing land.

When I refuse to wait with the mystery of the unknown, when I struggle to keep control rather than to let life evolve,
wrap me in the darkening days of autumn and encourage me to wait patiently for clarity and vision as I live with uncertainty and insecurity.

When I grow tired of using my own harvest of gifts to benefit others, take me to the autumn fields where Earth shares the bounty of summer and allows her lands to surrender their abundance.”

—from “Circle of Life” by Joyce Rupp and Macrina Wiederkehr




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Coming into Balance

egret in water

“He (the American Indian) believes profoundly in silence—the sign of a perfect equilibrium. Silence is the absolute poise or balance of body, mind, and spirit. The man who preserves his selfhood ever calm and unshaken by the storms of existence—not a leaf, as it were, astir on the tree; not a ripple upon the surface of shining pool—his, in the mind of the unlettered sage, is the ideal attitude and conduct of life. If you ask him: “What is silence?” he will answer: “It is the Great Mystery!” “The holy silence is His voice.”

—Ohiyesa, “A Treasury of Traditional Wisdom”, Whitall N. Perry

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Framing and Re-Framing

Re-Framing

I had walked past this sculpture many times at Foothill College, but one day when I was not in a hurry, enjoying the fresh air, I peered up at the trees through the sculpture and was amazed at what I saw. Even without the camera as a frame, I could see an “X”. “X” marked the spot, the point from which I saw magic.

For me, that particular “X” symbolizes the present moment, through which I can see things I may miss. There is no hurry here. The frame of the sculpture helped me to appreciate the tree and all its curves. It became a kind of lens, causing me to see in a more concentrated way,  just as if I were looking through the view-finder on my camera. It caused me to stop for awhile.

The present moment can become a frame of wonder. You can begin to see things newly.  You do not need a camera. You don’t need the sculpture. Just stop for awhile. Breathe. Relax. Notice. Wonder. Enjoy. Create that frame. Be like a child and look out at the world through the lens of wonder.

“Hegel said, “Behind the facade of the familiar, strange things await us.” Familiarity enables us to tame, control and ultimately forget the mystery.”

– John O’Donohue, from Anam Cara

 




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