A glimpse at the turning point
What’s that shimmeringin the corner of my eye?Unexpectedly expected,it’s been hovering there a while, soundless, patientlywaiting to be noticed.It’s the turning pointwe only understandafter it’s happened.
Insight
Being open to a different take on wholeness
I love the way poetry can ask questions we wouldn’t know how to frame. And the way words plant seeds that sprout in unexpected places. Blooming in colours we weren’t anticipating. Yet I guess we need to be open to exploring these different dimensions of wholeness because it doesn’t come to order. Allison Joseph’s poem … Read more
What do you see now?
I noticed this unfurled catkin displaying its flower cluster in the defused sunlight late yesterday afternoon. It prompted reflections about what else I was seeing. I notice that people appear to have less time and capacity to ponder significant questions. That time feels like it is speeding up, and our gaze is much shorter term. … Read more
Seeing the real threshold for the first time
Spending more time in the conversation between John O’Donohue and Krista Tippett, I encountered this gem about one of the other themes in John’s work, that of thresholds. “… I think when we cross a new threshold, that if we cross worthily, what we do is we heal the patterns of repetition that were in … Read more
What are we saying yes to?
Yes, is such a big, powerful word, full of possibilities. It takes us across thresholds into new lands. It enables us to see things we had previously only dreamt about. Yes, opens up life. And it also means no. ~ frogspawn in the lily pond
A time to mourn…
Many people, me included, were particularly struck by the last paragraph of Stephen St Amant’s blog – Filling the jar – that I quoted yesterday: Mourning the loss of all that we will never do is perhaps painful, but it’s necessary. If we don’t contend with that loss, it will continually get in the way … Read more