As you light a candle:
Listen, all you seeds in the Earth,
buried in your dark Earthen tombs,
as this flame of my spring candle
penetrates the darkness,
may your young tender stems pierce the Earth
to dance in wind and rain
just as this flame, like a tiny sun,
now dances before me. Continue reading “Desert Day 22: Song of Awakening (Spring Meditation) …”
Winter is black and beige down here
from drought. Suddenly in March
there’s a good rain and in a couple
of weeks we are enveloped in green.
Green everywhere in the mesquites, oaks,
cottonwoods, the bowers of thick
willow bushes the warblers love
for reasons of food or the branches,
the tiny aphids they eat with relish.
Continue reading “Another Spring …”
Autumn…the year’s last, loveliest smile.
― William Cullen Bryant (Indian Summer)
An Autumn Blessing
Blessed are you, autumn,
chalice of transformation,
you lift a cup of death to our lips
and we taste new life. Continue reading “Blessed Are You Autumn …”
Everything is so inseparably united. As soon as we begin to describe a flower or a tree or a storm or an Indian or a chipmunk, up jumps the whole heaven and earth and God Himself in one inseparable glory.
— John Muir from My First Summer in the Sierra
Learn to see God in all manifestation, in all people, through all events. The ordinary person sees only the lump of matter. Not so with the awakened soul. He sees in all things the Divine Mind at work molding out into expression what it feels itself to be of life, of color, of form and beauty. There are some illusioned ones who claim that what we see is all false, and that the so-called material universe is an unreality. What a mistake! What we see is the body of God, full, free, complete, whole. Continue reading “See the Good In All Things (Spring Meditation) …”