Living in the earth-deposits of our history Today a backhoe divulged out of a crumbling flank of earth one bottle amber perfect a hundred-year-old cure for fever or melancholy a tonic for living on this earth in the winters of this climate. Today I was reading about Marie Curie: she must have known she sufferedContinue reading “Epiphany 2023: knowing in whole…”
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watchnight 2022
We met among alphabets. I saw myself Greek: walking the walls, inviolate as logic, mistress of philosophy’s glassy tongue. Translation came slow. I learned to trust Hebrew’s rich misreadings, risk reading between the lines: language of faith, our leap in the dark. ‘Among Alphabets’ Helen Tookey And when night comes, and you look back overContinue reading “watchnight 2022”
whole: Christmas Eve
BEAUTY CAN SAVE THE WORLD so says the magnet pinned to the front of my fridge. But what does it know clinging to its empty whitewashed tomb? But then as I drive beyond the endless fields of rabbit’s foot and wild rye, I pass a hillside of white tulips—their cotton petals flinging the sunlight backContinue reading “whole: Christmas Eve”
whole: day 22
Though I have never caught the word Of God from any calling bird, I hear all that the ancients heard. Though I have seen no deity Enter or leave a twilit tree, I see all that the seers see. A common stone can still reveal Something not stone, not seen, yet real. What may aContinue reading “whole: day 22”
whole: day 19
There is an elemental love in the universe by which name we know each other and encourage ourselves to live. There is a silver river that connects everything from which some part of us never leaves. There is a mercy making its way up through the ocean of the earth to the shores of ourContinue reading “whole: day 19”
whole: day 12
It is the whole of nature, extending from the beginning to the end that constitutes the one image of God Who Is. St Gregory of Nyssa, On the creation of Man The language of God is life itself, and I live with the unquenchable need to take my life in my hands and try toContinue reading “whole: day 12”
whole: day 11
The truth of what we call our knowing is both light and dark. Men are always dying and waking. The rhythm between we call life … I walk in the dark feeling darkness on my skin. Dawn always begins in the bones. ‘Hymn to Ra’, The Egyptian Book of the Dead As I am beginningContinue reading “whole: day 11”
whole: day 10
Something has reached out and taken in the beams of my eyes. There is a longing, it is for his body, for every hair of that dark body. All I was doing was being, and the Dancing Energy came by my house. His face looks curiously like the moon, I saw it from the side,Continue reading “whole: day 10”
whole: day 9
IT IS ONLY BY PUTTING IT INTO WORDS THAT I MAKE IT WHOLE. Virginia Woolf If seeingdarkly is my shorthand for ‘for now we shall see through a glass, darkly’, then my shorthand for ‘now I know in part’ (I Corinthians 13.12 KJV) is knowingdarkly. There are so many days when I do not knowContinue reading “whole: day 9”
whole: day 7
There is a crack in everything God has made. Ralph Waldo Emerson I am moved by the Japanese art of Kintsugi, both for its own sake, and as a profound spiritual metaphor. Kintsugi is the art of repairing broken teaware, by reassembling the ceramic pieces in such a way that the broken/repaired/remade piece is perceivedContinue reading “whole: day 7”
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