The Merton quote seemed appropriate for this Thanksgiving weekend. And on the “new wonder” note, I pass along this from Kate Bowler heard on a recent podcast: “We are all swimming in wonder.”
I have no clue on how the photo showed up in my camera — another of those accidental photo that makes a good background.
Photo taken of the tower at Union Station in Portland, Oregon on a morning run. Thought provided by two recently observed random acts of kindness.
Photo taken last week on a run. You are looking at the Colorado River and downtown Austin. The curved building (occupied by Google) adds a lot to the ever-changing skyline.
Carver’s entire poem can be found at
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/154788/happiness-5faad60c4b697
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Lost – David Wagoner
“…You are surely lost.
Stand still.
The forest knows where you are.
You must let it find you.”
Whole poem here: https://onbeing.org/poetry/lost/
Impermanence.
That word jumped out at me today, perhaps because I read it in this sentence in haiku mind by Patricia Donegan:
“If we could expand our vision and really understand the truth of impermanence we would be enlightened on the spot.”
From my on-line dictionary:
“Impermanence” – the state or fact of lasting for only a limited period of time
I don’t know about being “enlightened on the spot,” but I think if I truly understood “the truth of impermannennce” I’d for damn sure be a bit wiser.
I know I have used this poem before, but it is a favorite, and every onoce and a while I take a photo that draws me back to it — like this one taken a few weeks back in Galveston.
From Howard Thurman, Deep Is the Hunger, this prayer, O God, I Need Thee:
I Need Thy Sense of Time
Always I have an underlying anxiety about things.
Sometimes I am in a hurry to achieve my ends and am completely without patience.
It is hard for me to realize that some growth is slow, that all processes are not swift.
I cannot always discriminate between what takes time to develop and what can be rushed, because my sense of time is dulled.
I measure things in terms of happenings. O to understand the meaning of perspective that I may do all things with a profound sense of leisure – of time.
Photo taken a few weeks back in Galveston. In this case, the “apple” is the Astros World Series Championship. Your apple today?
Thank you — it did!
This line from September, the First Day of School by Howard Nemerov:
“I know my hope, but do not know its form.”
True, no? I have in my mind what hope, or distress, or success, or failure… would feel or look like. I have formed some mental concept of what form they might take in a given circumstance, what might be “good” and what might be “bad.”. Yet what I have in my mind is nothing more than that, a concept, a thought, my own mental construct. I create those despite my experiennce that life constantly surprises me in its delivery. Sometimes “failure” has arrived looking like “success,” or as often, “success” arrives looking like “failure.”
“I know my hope, but do not know its form.”
It occurs to me... 