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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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Sacred Ground

 

“In the sunlight of awareness, Everything becomes sacred.”

— Thich Nhat Hanh

 

“When you contemplate a beautiful sunset, do you have to make any effort? I don’t think so. You don’t have to make any effort in order to enjoy a beautiful sunset. You need only to be there, to be there mind and body together. But if your body is there and your mind is in the past or in the future, then the beautiful sunset will not be there for you.”

—Thich Nhat Hanh

 

“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.”

—Rabindranath Tagore

 




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Weaving Golden Gauze for the Setting Sun

 

“There brews He beautiful water! And beautiful it always is! You see it glistening in the dewdrop; you hear it singing in the summer rain; you see it sparkling in the ice gem when the trees seem loaded with rich jewels!… dancing in the hailstorm, leaping, foaming, dashing…! See how it weaves a golden gauze for the setting sun, and a silvery tissue for the midnight moon! ”

-John Bartholomew Gough

 




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