Saturday, October 29, 2011


For those who just blow through the garden (or through life) will miss the artistry like this that is all around you. And it's not just present in gardens. It could be any number of countless things wherever you might find yourself.


Life is meant to be such an adventure. But most humans get so knuckled into their domesticated lives in the machine world and completely forget that they are creatures in a larger creature world. They then fall out of touch with the thrill of just being here and being a part of it in the role they are meant to live in. We are then left believing and then living like, humans and the things we create, are the only things of real value...the only things that really matter, and the only value any other thing has is simply connected to how it is useful for the self centered trip we have become stuck on. The term is called: anthropocentric. This misdirection then forms the mistaken notion in the mind that everything besides the human is without soul. This alternate story humanity then lives in creates a destructive "cosmological elitism" and it causes us to miss the profound reality of Creation that we are a part of. Once our reference point get skewed we are then fully exiled into an existence that is completely out of rhythm. No wonder our thinking then becomes completely skewed in regard to the one who created it all, and what that one is up to in regard to it all, and its unfolding.

Friday, October 28, 2011


Late afternoon sun back lighting extraordinary foliage is magical. It can even transform less than extraordinary foliage. I could spend the rest of my days doing this and it would never lose the WOW factor.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011


It's not just an evening sky with some setting sun painted clouds passing through it. It's meant to play a much larger role in our lives. Most just haven't recognized it yet.

"Rilke said, in turbulent times you should endeavor to stay close to one simple thing in nature. And I think everyone, no matter where they live, should have some place in nature that they go to.

One of the beauties of landscape is the sense of stillness and silence within it. When you come into a space like that you are actually entering into the prayer of landscape. All prayer and contemplation is about trying to come into presence. And I believe that landscape never leaves it.

When you are truly present in landscape you know afterwards that something has shifted within you or some burden has fallen."
~~~John O'Donohue

Saturday, October 22, 2011


It's a shame to play favoritism with the different seasons. When you might just miss the beauty of the ones that you rail against, and in turn miss what they desire to bring to you.

Saturday, October 08, 2011


Many remain fearful of the shadowed nature of new spaces. Even once we begin to recognize the voice of freedom inviting us to come, it can be unnerving to the sense of integration we have begun to appreciate about the present space we have settled into. But life at its most healthy is a pilgrimage. Even when the last space created much beauty in our lives, growth beckons us on and requires us to let go and to cross over new thresholds.

"At any time you can ask yourself: At which threshold am I now standing? At this time in my life, what am I leaving? Where am I about to enter? What is preventing me from crossing my next threshold? What gift would enable me to do it? A threshold is not simply a boundary; it's a frontier that divides two different territories, rhythms, and atmospheres. Indeed, it is a lovely testimony to the fullness and integrity of an experience or a stage of life that it intensifies toward the end into a real frontier that cannot be crossed without the heart being passionately engaged and woken up. At this threshold a great complexity of emotion comes alive; confusion, fear, excitement, sadness, hope. This is one of the reasons such vital crossings were always clothed in ritual. It is wise in your own life to be able to recognize and acknowledge the key thresholds: to take your time; to feel all the varieties of presence that accrue there; to listen inward with complete attention until you hear the inner voice calling you forward. The time has come to cross." ~~~ John O'Donohue

Human life is made up of seasons just like nature. The human kind seem to be just a little less predicable. And nature seems to make these transitions a little more gracefully than do we humans. That's probably just due to the simple reality that nature exists in silence. We humans aren't that silent. But if you pay close attention to nature, you will notice that the move from one season to the next is not made without the presence of some tension. The crossing over is never easy. But it still remains the very thing that opens up the possibility of new growth. When the time to cross has come...let us hope to find the courage, and to know intimately the trust required, to cross