As the apex of creation, humanity has a way of missing the lessons that are being taught all the time, all around us. We forget that in our naiveness, we have the world in our hands; that much of creation is dancing, and singing and enjoying the wonder of this present moment. While we plan our years, most of creation is relishing in the ‘this-ness’ of now. For this moment, right now, is all that is. Breathe deep…and relish it too!
Much of the scriptures that lure me back day after day are the Psalms. And while these 150 sonnets speak to my heart, I also have found that God speaks through other writings, namely poems, that put into rhyme and cadence the heartbeat of God. In an attempt to help you dwell in this moment, I invite you to slow down your internal drive and sit with this gem by Wendell Berry:
The Peace of Wild Things
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For the time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.