What a treat fall days are! This week we’ll do another stint of outdoor reflection, but first, a short poem from Mary Oliver to get us in tune.
Hers the link: http://www.onbeing.org/blog/leaves-and-blossoms-along-the-way/8042
How is holiness visible to you?
How can we reach out of our own condition?
What the heck does that mean?
What is the point of saying the thing about Beethoven?
What do you get from poetry?
PS don’t forget church breakfast… 8:45!
Leaves and Blossoms Along the Way: A Poem
If you're John Muir you want trees to live among. If you're Emily, a garden will do. Try to find the right place for yourself. If you can't find it, at least dream of it. • When one is alone and lonely, the body gladly lingers in the wind or the rain, or splashes into the cold river, or pushes through the ice-crusted snow. Anything that touches. • God, or the gods, are invisible, quite understandable. But holiness is visible, entirely. • Some words will never leave God's mouth, no matter how hard you listen. • In all the works of Beethoven, you will not find a single lie. • All important ideas must include the trees, the mountains, and the rivers. • To understand many things you must reach out of your own condition. • For how many years did I wander slowly through the forest. What wonder and glory I would have missed had I ever been in a hurry! • Beauty can both shout and whisper, and still it explains nothing. • The point is, you're you, and that's for keeps.