The longing of my soul enriches my life. It is a deep longing to see through the illusion of separateness, to experience the truth of interconnectedness. With water, wind, rock, raven, tree, trillium… ad astra infinitum. It is why I pray before meals, “the whole creation is my family, the entire Universe is my home.” It is why I meditate, move through asanas, seek to serve. It is why I am here on this site.
Amen! And again I say, Amen! Thank you for this beautiful tribute and especially the link to Dr. King’s vision of The Beloved Community, which I will reread in depth. May I offer another of his quotes: “The arc of the moral universe is long but it bends towards justice.” Amen!
Happy Tuesday, Lauren! I join Diane in thanking you for the graphic and quote. I love the colorful curlicue paper design. I have never tried, but am drawn to the craft. Both the way it looks and the inkling of how playful it must be to do. Like my favorite part of wrapping a gift, which is making a crazy curlicue bow for on top. And the quote, so true. It dovetails with an intention I set for today to recognize the privileges in my life. Cheers!
True, Anna! Perhaps when I finally have the book in my hands and I open it… a symphony will begin.
Such a vibrant rose, Rhonda! It seems to be beaming out love. Thank you.
It is true for me too, Travis — longing invokes the feeling of hope.
Thank you, Ose. You have expressed what I was reaching for in my answer to the question. The longing of my soul is the indwelling universal spirit, the love of Love.
Plink, plink of the pellet stove. Makes me smile and think it is a bright song. I am also grateful for wood heat and was enjoying just this morning of the song of cedar as it sizzled and popped like a sparkler in the stove. And though I was sad when great grandmother sugar maple fell this summer, I know she lives on in the ground in which she was rooted, as well as in the woodpile where a winter wren lurks, and in the stove, singing!
I think of the whole tree family you lost to th...
I think of the whole tree family you lost to the green ash borer (you wrote of it a while back and I understood it as such a heartbreak I couldn’t think how to respond). Where I am going with this that since that time I have wanted to tell you about a book, maybe you already know it (?) The Songs of Trees by ecologist David George Haskell. One chapter is devoted to a massive green ash tree and and he writes beautifully of its dying, falling, and its ongoing life.
He has also made sound recordings of all twelve trees he highlighted, some of which you can hear on his website. I thought to write a post about it, but I haven’t read the book yet as it is new and I am waiting for it to appear at a library near me.
Oh, the wind-song, the rain-song, the early spring sap-song, the winter creak-song, the hollow log-song, the burn-song… all different, beautiful and part of the whole. Gosh, I didn’t mean for this to get so long, sorry, but I do get excited about nature’s songs. Thank you for the inspiration.
Most of all, dear Aine, it is good to read that you are feeling progress toward goals of bringing the blessings of home, health, and happiness more fully into your life.
Thanks, you too.
So very beautiful, Francine, thank you for sharing it.
Dear Ose, thank you for this. I have watched the trailer and am enchanted by everything about it. Guided by light, as you say, is a beautiful way to build. And all natural materials gathered locally! A home that rises out of respect for the land upon which is rests. An elder who continues her work for the sheer love of it. It would be a dream to visit that region of the world.
Good morning, Diane. I am glad you are feeling more peaceful today. Yes, maybe even an adventure awaits! But I must take the first step. Into the wardrobe. Or down the rabbit hole. Or…..? Next time I am at the library, I will look for The Chronicles of Narnia. It has been a long time since I read it. I didn’t grow up with the Narnia stories, but enjoyed when I discovered and tried to read everything CS Lewis in my early 20’s. Warm wishes to you, my friend.
Yes, an elephant. I will look for your message there.
Oh, Manda, your magical posts are always… well… so magical. A muddy romp and a wild rumpus you and Jack make, I can imagine. Loving wishes back to you.
Oh I do love gourds growing on a vine. Happy summertime thing to think of. I love your thoughts on Zora. The title I remember is “And Their Eyes Were Watching God” but it was a long time ago I read. The emboldening quote I saw yesterday in an email from Yes! magazine. YES to the power of Choice.
Bless you, dear Aine, we do have a lot in common. Mostly good things (a love of plants and trees, animals, books to name a few!) and then there is Lyme disease (ugh) about which I think we have talked a little bit before.
In my case, it was viral encephalitis that activated latent Lyme and co-infections, on top of damage from years of drugs for supposed adult-onset ADD, mold toxicosis, and extreme job-related stress. Basically, a neurologic firestorm brought on by tangled web of infl...
In my case, it was viral encephalitis that activated latent Lyme and co-infections, on top of damage from years of drugs for supposed adult-onset ADD, mold toxicosis, and extreme job-related stress. Basically, a neurologic firestorm brought on by tangled web of influences that took years to see the scaffolding of. I think anyone living with complex, chronic disease has a similar though unique story of this web. Oh, I am so truly grateful for those health practitioners who are both learned and humble enough to consider the big picture.
As I said, I have come a long way in healing. I guess the thing for me now several years out as the cognitive symptoms persist, is truly accepting that the window has closed for me to return to my previous profession (veterinary medicine). I have known it for a while, but always in the very back of mind I have kept this fairy-tale story of returning my vocation. So it is hard right now. It just is.
I hope this doesn’t sound like complaining. I hope it is (as you said about Buechner) the dark and the light. Something huge I am learning here at A Network for Grateful Living. So many here, including you Aine, beautifully skilled at it. How to hold both the dark and the light at the same time. How to speak of it, write of it — so to be able to show up in the world as both authentic and a force for good. Blessings, blessings.
Oh, Aine, I admire so much how you can express yourself! There is so much I’d like to respond to here. Forgive me as my pace is slow. It really helps to know you understand. I am glad similar symptoms for you have eased.
Good morning, Diane. I want you to know that I have felt uplifted to read in earlier posts of your daughter heading out to follow her dreams. What a mix of emotions this day brings for you I cannot imagine and all the busy-ness too, and then yes there is the body that responds. Just wanting too to let you know that I send up a prayer that you may as much as possible embrace the fullness of this day.
It does help, Aine, thank you.
Yes, it is all a song. I have an old washboard that I want to learn to play someday.
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