Thursday, January 31, 2013
MASTERPIECES OF DESIGN
A snowflake is as much a part of nature as you and I are, or a bird, or Grizzly Bear, or even a 5000 year old Bristlecone Pines is. But as is described below, most people never properly see a snowflake. And once it is gone in a matter of usually seconds, no one will ever see it ever again. So to see something that only lasts for seconds just seems to be a very special occurrence. And it is. But I don't think it rises above seeing anything else that makes up marvelous Creation. Whether it is the human, or any other animal, or insect, or botanical wonder, or body of water, or cosmic/planetary body, it's all just so strange and astounding if you pause long enough to allow it all to settle in over you. Sadly, too often in modern times, that never happens. It leaves this question as being a very important question to ask ourselves.....How much of the mediocre stuff of life have you led yourself to believe is important? This life we have been offered is an amazing thing indeed. It's a worthy endeavor to spend that life learning our place in the midst of the whole.....the dream that set it all in motion.
"Under the microscope, I found that snowflakes were miracles of beauty; and it seemed a shame that this beauty should not be seen and appreciated by others. Every crystal was a masterpiece of design and no one design was ever repeated. When a snowflake melted, that design was forever lost. Just that much beauty was gone, without leaving any record behind." ~ Snowflake Bentley
"Outside there is great distance. When you walk out into the landscape the fields stretch away towards the horizon. At dawn, the light unveils the vast spread of nature. Gnarled stones hold nests of fossils from a time so distant we cannot even imagine it. At night, the stars reflect light from the infinite distance of the cosmos. When you experience this distance stretching away from the shore of your body, it can make you feel minuscule. Pascal said, "The eternal silence of those infinite spaces frightens me." There is a magnificent freedom in Nature; no frontier could ever frame her infinity. There is a natural wildness in the earth. You sense this particularly in wild places that have never been tamed by human domestication. There are places where the ocean praises the steady shore in a continual hymn of wave. There are fresh, cold streams pouring through mountain corners in a rhythm that never anticipates the gaze of human eye. Animals never interfere with the wildness of the earth. They attune themselves to the longing of the earth and move within it as if it were a home rhythm. Animals have no distance from the earth. They have no plan or program in relation to it. They live naturally in its landscapes, always present completely to where they are. There is an apt way in which the animal who always lives in the "now" of time can fit so perfectly into the "where" of landscape. The time and mind of the animal rest wherever it is. The poet Wendell Berry says, "I come into the peace of wild things... / ...For a time / I rest in the grace of the world, and am free." ~~~ Eternal Echoes