Monday, January 30, 2012


To think of the Creator from any other perspective than artist, misses the essence of it all. When that knowing is lost, it becomes too easy to also forget that there is an artfulness to being human...made in the likeness of the Creator, the first artist. When the human falls out of the circle of belonging and forgets....the human can be found caught up in all kinds of destructive behavior and can find a myriad of ways to justify it in his/her own mind.

Friday, January 27, 2012


The beauty of the wastefulness of Creation isn't waste. It's abundance...a visible sign of invisible grace. An ever present echo of the substance that sustains our lives....physically and spiritually. When we humans forget that and fall out of touch with it, our longing gets distorted. We then forget our place in it all and the result is we damage ourselves and others and Creation.

"You humans, so little in your own eyes. You truly are blind to your own place in Creation. Having chosen the ravaged path of independence, you don't even comprehend that you are dragging the entire Creation along with you." She shock her head and the wind sighed through the tree nearby. "So very sad, but it won't be this way forever." The Shack

"One is constantly reminded of the infinite lavishness and fertility of Nature -- inexhaustible abundance amid what seems enormous waste. And yet when we look into any of her operations that lie within reach of our minds, we learn that no particle of her material is wasted or worn out. It is eternally flowing from use to use, beauty to yet higher beauty; and we soon cease to lament waste and death, and rather rejoice and exult in the imperishable, unspendable wealth of the universe, and faithfully watch and wait the reappearance of everything that melts and fades and dies about us, feeling sure that its next appearance will be better and more beautiful than the last." ~~~ John Muir

Tuesday, January 24, 2012


"Wisdom is the art of living in rhythm with your soul, your life, and the divine."
~~~ Anam Cara

Sunday, January 01, 2012


The wind was so strong this evening, all I could do to steady myself was lay down on my stomach as close to the ground as I could get. A stand of tall grasses that were next to me were doing the same thing under the force of the wind. Bending so as to not break.

While lying there to get out of some of the wind a poem came to mind. I've actually heard John O'Donohue read it before so it was in his voice I heard it. And that experience also got me to thinking about how the presence of those we love, who have already departed us are always around us, not only in memory but also in many other ways, and when we least expect it they can show up to encourage us and comfort us and inspire us even in their absence. John has even spoken of that:

Let us not look for you only in memory,
Where we would grow lonely without you.
You would want us to find you in presence,
Beside us when beauty brightens,
When kindness glows
And music echoes eternal tones.

That's from a blessing my three daughters read at the funeral of one we all love and miss very much. And I know those words have stuck with my daughters to this day and they often tell me of things that have happened, particularly seeing rainbows, that have made them feel like Mel was close to them. Mel was good at giving my daughters some wise challenging advice at times. Especially in regards to boys. I like to think those words of his to them pop into their minds often.

And now the poem:


All night long, and all through the white day,
The beat of the wind's bulk against the house,
Pausing only for a breath, and then, again,
The rise and wail of its keening, as if I
Could come out into it, and answer
Its unbearable grief with some sweet name,
From which it could make an antiphon
To calm down its demented legion
Of breezes, or failing that, could I find
And release a granite rock, to open
A duct in the mountain, for it to enter
And search the underworld for itself.


When one's perception of the surface stuff begins to change
And it begins to be seen for what it is,
The beauty back behind it all begins to come into focus.

This shift will serve you well from then on
When it comes to living in this space
Surrounded by the surface stuff.