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Hiking on a mild winter day

Watching as morning arrives.

Religious naturalists bear an attitude of reverence toward the universe as a whole, and toward the earth in particular – and they are disposed to expressing their reverence by affirming that nature is both sacred and mysterious. Naturalists are keenly aware of the contingency of all life forms, and when this awareness is taken to heart it generates a sense of gratitude toward nature.

~ Loyal Rue

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A little peculiar

A posting.  (Pocomoke River State Park.)

The desire of monks and mystics is not unlike that of artists: to perceive the extraordinary within the ordinary by changing not the world but the eyes that look… To form the intention of new awareness is already to transform and be transformed.

~ Jane Hirshfield, Ten Windows:  How Great Poems Transform the World

Have an uncomfortable mind; be strange. Be disturbed: by what is happening on the planet, and to it; by the cruelty, and stupidity humanity is capable of; by the unbearable beauty of certain music, and the mysteries and failures of love, and the brief, confusing, exhilarating hour of your own life.

– Kim Addoniziok, Bukowski in a Sundress

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A Friday farrago: In the woods and swamp

A moment in the woods.  (Janes Island)

Peace is this moment without judgment. That is all. This moment in the Heart-space Where everything that is is welcome.

~ Dorothy Hunt

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Walktober 2018

Flipping the reflection. (Reflections on the pond at Pocomoke River State Park.)

The walks are the unobtrusive connecting thread of other memories, and yet each walk is a little drama in itself, with a definite plot with episodes and catastrophes … and it is naturally interwoven with all the thoughts, the friendships, and the interests that form the staple of ordinary life.

~ Leslie Stephen

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A ramble around the pond at Pocomoke River State Park

Reflections of autumn. (The pond at Pocomoke River State Park yesterday.)

If you catch a fragrance of the unseen,
like that, you will not be able
to be contained.
You will be out in empty sky.

Any beauty the world has, any desire,
will easily be yours.

As you live deeper in the heart,
the mirror gets clearer and cleaner.

~ Rumi, excerpted from Out in the Empty Sky

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A Monday meander: It was a dark and stormy day

Looking out the kitchen window this morning.

But the beauty is in the walking — we are betrayed by destinations.

~ Gwyn Thomas

Many people seem to think it foolish, even superstitious, to believe that the world could still change for the better.  And it is true that in winter it is sometimes so bitingly cold that one is tempted to say, “What do I care if there is a summer; its warmth is no help to me now.”  Yes, evil often seems to surpass good.  But then, in spite of us, and without our permission, there comes at last an end to the bitter frosts.  One morning the wind turns, and there is a thaw.  And so I must still have hope.

~ Vincent van Gogh

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