The Profoundly Simple

“And what is more generous than a window?”

My last post talked of how spring had stirred me to silence. It seems that has really been the case, as I went quiet for a few weeks. During this writing hiatus, I’ve sat with the silence of spring, in hearing and reflection. I have also joined in the raucous celebration of Beltane and the welcoming in the summer tides, which now stirs me back to action. Emerging from my silence, I have allowed myself to appreciate the profoundly simple beauty of the life around me. A budding tulip, the sound of peeper frogs chirping from the creek, the taste of coffee early in the morning–each a sacred experience if I participate by seeing, hearing, tasting, noticing. My presence is participation in the Divine manifestation of the world. My presence puts me in a sacred relationship with my Goddess, who all of the beauty on the earth.

As I wade back into regular writing and participation in the world, I offer us all an invitation to the sacredness of simplicity, of participation in the Infinite.

The Patience of Ordinary Things by Pat Schneider

It is a kind of love, is it not?
How the cup holds the tea,
How the chair stands sturdy and foursquare,
How the floor receives the bottoms of shoes
Or toes. How soles of feet know
Where they’re supposed to be.
I’ve been thinking about the patience
Of ordinary things, how clothes
Wait respectfully in closets
And soap dries quietly in the dish,
And towels drink the wet
From the back of the sink.
And the lovely repetition of stairs.
And what is more generous than a window?

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