What is it to live a life, to live a life for God? Surely it is not to shut away from life, to live with hemmed in mind and bound skirts? Life, this life we live, this life that pours from now and here, that shimmers before us in unmade choices, that stretches behind and before in ropes of love and knowing, that has carved out a place for you and me, a place of our own, of home, read more »
Oh, to be alive, to be sheltered in a world of such intense variety and measure, to be able to see and know the sights around me, and judge and carry their import on my way. To sit here in early-bursting morning with the light newly bouncing from horizon to horizon, the sky a half-awake mist that will be teased back to reveal its promised colour, to see the yellow of primrose and cowslip read more »
I am God wrapped in God. I see God with my God and hear God with my God. Inside each of my thoughts, each of my cells, God dwells, God trembles with Godlife. read more »
A new start for spring. That means for awakening and unfolding and new colours and shapes and thoughts and sunlight shining and rain clouds storming and animals coming alive with passion and foolishness in all their mating rituals. read more »
This is it, the official beginning of spring. Oh, the long awaited date and season and sun. The sun is white, sitting over the tops of the houses to the East, diffused through the thin cloud that heralds the start of a glorious day. It is still cold from early evening to early morning marking the hours of the sun's absence, but it builds to a warmth you can live in during the day. read more »
