Close to your soul

 

Put your ear down close to your soul
and listen hard.  

 

How still must one be to hear the soul’s message? How quiet?

We live in a noisy world. Sitting to write I turned off all the sound makers. No TV, no music, no blowing fans. For a brief moment I felt the presence of silence. It was solid- hanging in the air, it surrounded me, strong and calm.

But it did not last long. The noise makers I could not control begin to buzz with motors and gears. The heater came on, the ice maker filled with water and dropped cubes into the tray. Birds arrived on the feeders with song and chatter.

Does the call to still quiet have anything to do with noise from outside?


Anne Sexton, from Letter Written on a Ferry.

Hang a light

Between the dark sky and the dark earth we hang a light in a dark tree and sing of our wonder together.


Quote: Pir Elias Amidon
Photo: Tien Vu

taken from A Network of Grateful Living

Created by love

 

I believe that the world was created and approved by love,
that it subsists, coheres, and endures by love, and that,
insofar as it is redeemable, it can be redeemed only by love.

 

 


Quote: Wendell Berry

 

Monday Morning Wake-Up Call (February 11th)

Soft blue of dawn even when it is Monday morning – grateful for creation’s rhythm…

thank you, David Kanigan

Live & Learn

The moon is out. The ice is gone. Patches of white
lounge on the wet meadow. Moonlit darkness at 6 a.m.

Again from the porch these blue mornings I hear an eagle’s cries
like God is out across the bay rubbing two mineral sheets together
slowly, with great pressure.

A single creature’s voice—or just the loudest one.
Others speak with eyes: they watch—
the frogs and beetles, sleepy bats, ones I can’t see.
Their watching is their own stamp on the world…

I steel myself for the day.

~ Nellie Bridge, from “February 11″ from Echotheo Review, July 18, 2011


Notes: Poem from 3 Quarks Daily. Winter Moon photo in Norway by Maren Fredagsvik

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