… watching for the brushstrokes of God
On retreat last week, we watched three bald eagles with their amazing wingspan soaring, gliding and reigning supreme – a mother and her two young ones, their heads still brown.
Soaring like eagles
Gliding above earth and sky
Vision far beyond
How do you capture beauty?
Joy unspeakable
is not silent
it moans, hums, and bends
to the rhythm of a dancing universe.
It is a fractal of transcendent hope,
a hologram of God’s heart
a black hole of unknowing. ~ Barbara A. Holmes
What is joy unspeakable for you?
The poppies send up their
orange flares; swaying
in the wind, …
…that light
is an invitation
to happiness,
and that happiness,
when it’s done right,
is a kind of holiness,
palpable and redemptive.
Inside the bright fields… ~ Mary Oliver
How are you receiving this invitation?
Out of the heart
The song rises,
The mind searching
For notes
To capture
its flight. ~ Murray Bodo O.F.M.
What song rises within you?
My work is loving the world,
here are the sunflowers, there the hummingbird —
equal seekers of sweetness.
Here are the quickening yeast; there the blue plums.
Here the clam deep in the speckled sand. ~ Mary Oliver
How do you learn to be astonished?
We recognize and know these treasures washed onto the beach. We enjoy their beauty and variety tumbling in the waves, settling on the sand.
How do they draw you into the adventures of the imagination?
