5:50 a.m.
Go ahead, lip sync. I’ll wait. 362 consecutive days. Like in a Row. Morning walk @ Cove Island Park.
I can see her from the parking lot. She’s up. I rush to grab the camera gear, worried that she’s going to plop down again and I’ll miss the shot.
Yet, Something is off.
A raven approaches the nest with his shrill KRAA! KRAA! KRAA! […]
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Yes
It could happen any time, tornado,
earthquake, Armageddon. It could happen.
Or sunshine, love, salvation.
It could, you know. That’s why we wake
and look out – no guarantees
in this life.
But some bonuses, like morning,
like right now, like noon,
like evening.
Quote: William Stafford, “Yes” in “The Way It Is”
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“…And in the darkness, before the dawn has begun, all that (Mary) finds is emptiness: there is no body, no beloved, only an absence that must echo the hollow she carries in her own heart. And then, angels; and then, one who comes to her, calling her name. Confusion turns to clarity, and tears give way to astonished joy. The Magdalene sees. Oh, my friends. It is Easter Day. Even in the shadows, resurrection is beginning. In the emptiness, in the echoing hollow of our heart, may we hear our name called with a love that breaks into our bewilderment and fear. May we know and see anew the Christ who comes to us in the darkness and in the day, beckoning us to begin again.”
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Quote: Jan Richardson
Blessing: Jan Richardson from Circle of Grace: A Book of Blessings for the Seasons
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It is that day, the day when the absence of sound is louder than we can imagine. This is time in-between. All hold still, in shock, in anger, in grief, and for some in fear. Nothing can be done. Our world has paused.
I always wake on Holy Saturday and feel the strength of this quiet pause. We know the ‘rest’ of the story and it is easy to move ahead in preparation for tomorrow’s sunrise- feeling awash with new life. But we cannot move any faster than time allows.
I entered the living room this morning and stopped in front of my lilies. I noticed they seemed to be gently opening for Easter’s Alleluia. Looking closer I saw that two of the flowers had what appeared to be small tear drops at the tip of their buds. Certainly I had seen this before but this morning it took my attention. For a moment I could hear all of creation call out, reminding me to slow down and be present to this still, quiet day.
A day like no other — a time when all stands stands still.
The mind that tries to shape tomorrow beyond its capacities will find no rest.
Be kind to yourself, dear – to your innocent follies.
Forget any sounds or any touch you knew that did not help you to dance
You will come to see that all evolves us.
Quote: Rumi (found in Daniel Ladinsky, Love Poems from God)
