advent apertures 2019: Sunday 4

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. For our free African ancestors, joy unspeakable is drum talk that invites the spirits to dance with us, and tell tallContinue reading “advent apertures 2019: Sunday 4”

advent apertures 2019: Sunday 3

I walk early down a muddied fire road on the flank of the mountain.  Facing east as I turn toward home in the predawn dark, only the softest light has begun to pearl the horizon. I am perplexed by the tiny flickers of light going off, like matches being lit and blown out, that IContinue reading “advent apertures 2019: Sunday 3”

advent apertures 2019: Sunday 2

Awe imbues people with a different sense of themselves, one that is smaller, more humble, and part of something larger.  Our research finds that even brief experiences of awe, such as being amid beautiful tall trees, lead people to feel less narcissistic and entitled and more attuned to the common humanity people share with oneContinue reading “advent apertures 2019: Sunday 2”

advent apertures 2019: day 7

Mercy, there have been revelations. Grace, there has been realisation.  Still, you must travel the path of time and circumstance.   The further you go, the more it comes back to paying attention. The rough skin of the tallowwood, the trade routes of the lorikeets, a sky lifting behind afternoon clouds.  Staying close to theContinue reading “advent apertures 2019: day 7”

advent apertures 2019: day 6

Here’s the thing, say Shug.  The thing I believe. God is inside you and inside everybody else.  You come into the world with God.  But only them that search for it inside find it.  And sometimes it just manifest itself even if you not looking, or don’t know what you’re looking for.  Trouble do itContinue reading “advent apertures 2019: day 6”

advent apertures 2019: day 5

Between waves, under the moon’s light, after the passing of your smile into memory when the last silence falls and your voice is no longer heard over the shadows of the earth, when even the rain has stopped and my memory and my words and my arms and my hands that held you have fallenContinue reading “advent apertures 2019: day 5”

adventapertures 2019: day 2

My findings are clear. From Greece to the Netherlands to California to China to India, wonder matters. Wonder is the beginning of all wisdom. Wonder is the first of all passions. Wonder is the beginning of all writing. Wisdom, emotions, and creativity – all borne from wonder. It’s led me to confirm what one WesternContinue reading “adventapertures 2019: day 2”