Our Real Work – July 13, 2020
It may be that when we no longer know what to do,we have come to our real workand when we no longer know which way to go,we have begun our real journey.The mind that is not baffled is not employed.The impeded stream is the one that sings. –Wendell Berry, “Our Real Work”
Walking – June 2, 2020
The floor in this house is wood… wide, old boards.When I walk I am walking on the wood and in the woods.I am walking on the life of these trees.They have been cut and planed… offered upfor this sheltering. Let me remember to offer myselfto be shelter for something in Your world. –Gunilla Norris, Being […]
When Fire and Rose are One – May 1, 2020
We shall not cease from explorationAnd the end of all our exploringWill be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time.Through the unknown, remembered gateWhen the last of earth left to discoverIs that which was the beginning;At the source of the longest riverThe voice of the hidden waterfallAnd the children in […]
Which Fire? – Apr. 30, 2020
The dove descending breaks the airWith flame of incandescent terrorOf which the tongues declareThe one discharge from sin and error.The only hope, or else despair Lies in the choice of pyre or pyre- To be redeemed from fire by fire. Who then devised the torment? Love.Love is the unfamiliar NameBehind the hands that woveThe intolerable […]
