think about this: if you can solve what you're working on in your lifetime...you're not thinking large enough...

truth AND yet: what are those small steps we CAN solve?

Reverence.

"Summer is the time for talking, the mountains say, when the bird are singing and the creek is gurgling and there are leaves on the trees that rustle in the wind. NOW is the time to sit silently together, to feel the ice break around you, to wait for the first bluebirds to return to the feeder. NOW is the time to heal." -pam houston

Wild places have always healed me. Mystery heals me. Wonder stirs in me. But mostly, tonight I feel the heart stopping astonishment that arises when the human eye gazes into more vertical space that it can at one time comprehend. I believe the french have lent us a word for this final step beyond beauty, beyond comprehension...sublime.

reverence.

i thank You God for most this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes

(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun's birthday; this is the birth
day of life and of love and wings: and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)

how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any--lifted from the no
of all nothing--human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?

(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)

-E.E. Cummings