While on retreat last week, a friend of mine brought me a beautiful image from the Fransican Saint Bonaventure. In describing the activity of the Mystery in our lives he uses the image of the waterwheel.
The water beneath the wheel flows in one direction. It is for us to accept the flow, the energy for our lives, and pass it on. This flow is not something we can earn, control or contain for our own use.
The flow is the thing.
With love there is no holding, we can only
Nothing is covered up that will not be uncovered, and nothing secret that will not become known. Therefore whatever you have said in the dark will be heard in the light, and what you have whispered behind closed doors will be proclaimed from the housetops. The Gospel of Luke This morning I heard someone of the radio recount the story of The Ugly Duckling. She made the point that the story was not one of transformation or change from one thing into another. No, the "ugly duc
Today a friend of mine shared this poem with me, by Pepper Trail. It might interest you. THIS REFUGE, FROM ITS VERY INCEPTION, HAS BEEN A TOOL OF TYRANNY —Ammon Bundy, leader of the armed seizure of the Malheur National Wildlife Refuge Headquarters The tyranny of cranes, stalking the marsh edge, their rust-red colts gangling behind The tyranny of warblers, feathers flashing through the leaves in early spring The tyranny of pronghorn, trying their speed across the unfenced pl