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Then Nothing

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Reblogged from Ed Strachar: posted from Totemical: Bruce Cuse artist

Reblogged from Ed Strachar Healer/  Bruce Cuse artist

The woodpecker strikes the metal roof vent
It rattles persistently in the early dawn
Then nothing
I listen more closely
I extend my hearing into the nothing
The silence is noisy
There is a whirring of the Universe ever present
A dove coos, distantly
Then nothing
My thoughts move the same way
Bills to pay
Then nothing
Work project memo to send
Then nothing
My thoughts are their own eco-system
The woodpecker strikes
So deep now, the rattle doesn’t register
Then nothing
I push my hearing even farther
I am listening for the pin drop
on a whale’s back
Off the coast of Nova Scotia
Then nothing
There is a whirring of the Universe ever present
If I allow it
It will lull me into peace

Little Gem

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Continental Divide: Photography

Continental Divide: Photography by Noelle

“EVERY path may lead you to God, even the weird ones. Most of us are on a journey. We’re looking for something, though we’re not always sure what that is.  The way is foggy much of the time. I suggest you slow down and follow some of the side roads that appear suddenly in the mist.” Real Live Preacher

Untethered Boat

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Today, I send into your meditation an untethered boat.  It drifts in the early morning on a slow moving river, just off shore of a small dock. Bits of fog come and go and the sun is not quite up yet. You see glimpses of the opposite shore with trees and brush, but it fades in the mist as quickly. The oars rest in their locks at your feet. Your inclination is to pick them up and row. Row out onto the river and see where it goes or row back to shore and the dock. Three beliefs arise with this plan. The first, is to validate the belief that you must “do” something to get “somewhere”. The second is to affirm the belief that “effort” is also required to reach some destination. It may seem as if “doing” and “effort” are the same thing, but they aren’t actually. Doing means activity and busyness that may or may not take effort or yield any meaningful results. Effort means work, exertion, and definitely implies hoped for results.

What if you didn’t pick up the oars? If you simply let the boat drift in the morning mist? This brings us to the third belief. Can you believe in the river? Trust in its swiftness? Trust that it is going in a direction you wish to go? Trust that the scenic route, will, in fact, deliver the scenes you wish to see? Today, ponder what would happen if you let go of the doing, the effort, and the need to know where it’s all going. What would happen if you just let it all go and drifted on this slow moving river, in an early morning mist, with no idea where you are going at all?

Kite Flyers

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Stained glass at Living Arts Center Denver

Stained glass at Living Arts Center Denver: photography by Noelle

How the mundane mimics the divine….

The little boy dances around his father in the late afternoon sun
The kite rises in the strong wind and he squeals with delight
Then, it pitches and slams into the ground
All movement stops in his little body
Arms drop to his side
Face crestfallen
He turns to his father who reassures
It’s okay
Just a downed kite
It will fly again
Pick it up and toss it into the wind
It will fly
So he does
And it sores, tail whipping like a dragon
The currents of the Universe are strong
Pick up your kite and throw it back into the wind
It will fly
It will sore
It’s tail will whip the sky like a dragon

Little Gem

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“Come to the edge.”
“We can’t. We are afraid.”
“Come to the edge.”
“We can’t. We will fall!”

“Come to the edge.”

And they came.
And He pushed them.

And They flew.

–French poet-philosopher Guillaume Apollinaire

Little Gem

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Lake Algae at Johnson Reservoir

Lake Algae at Johnson Reservoir: Photography

“The lesson which life repeats and constantly enforces is ‘look under foot’. You are always nearer the divine and the true sources of power than you think.”      John Burroughs

 

High Wire Act

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We hang delicately in the now between what was and what hasn’t been. A circus performer on one foot, balancing gracefully on the high wire. This is what the Universe was made for. For you. In this moment. On this very breath of life filling you up. A ceaseless cycle of letting go, taking in, letting go, taking in.  Raise your arms, turn on the wire and feel the power of each balancing motion. Feel how innately you know how to move in this moment. That at your core where all balance resides is a total knowing of how to take the next step. Know with certainty that there is no risk. The net is there, has always been there, will always be there. You are the spirited acrobat of the Great Circus Tent. The divine applauds in the stands with glee at your every move. You are divine grace and balance, in motion.

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Waking Up

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Re-posted from Enchanted Nature's Facebook page

Re-posted from Enchanted Nature’s Facebook page

I wake at the crack of dawn to hear a bird chirping continuously outside my window. He is calling all in his center of the world to wake up. I ponder when he’ll move on as I would love to go back to sleep. Still he sings. After awhile the sound begins to drift into my mental background. Becomes part of my brains now ongoing chatter since I’m up. This is what is happening to me daily with the divine. Source energy is ceaselessly calling me to wake up, and at first I hear, but call back how lovely is my slumber. And when the call does not penetrate it begins to be a part of the din inside my head. This is why I meditate. So that I can alertly and quietly hear the call. Wake up. You have slumbered long enough.