Hiking in this winter landscape –
snow quietly, softly touches me with its grace;
In the silence of this moment…
standing with cold pushing against my skin…
cold trying to fill empty spaces within;
I become keenly aware of Light and Beauty holding me…
What can come from waiting?
An invitation for what I fear most to creep toward and overtake me?
A “chilled-to-the-soul” wind blows. . .
A darkness slowly snakes over the horizon to swallow the depths of me.
Even friendly clouds scheme and turn Hyde, morphing, covering beauty to which I cling.
I want to run – to get away;
Practicality begs me to give into reason – escape . . .
But what can come from waiting?
A deeper Voice invites me to stay . . .
a dawning breaks forth as I welcome what I perceived as sunset;
Light wakes me up inside as She begins Her dance
— quietly, gracefully, inspiritingly.
She moves in rhythm with all creation — light and darkness;
a new knowing is birthed . . .
Waiting . . .
It is easier to view our living with one-dimensional gazing . . .
Dualistically . . .
this or that . . .
But our soul knows that there is more . . .
textures . . .
contours . . .
depth . . .
hues . . .
sundry tints and tones . . .
Somewhere deep –- where Spirit and spirit speak underneath sound –-
we long for a 3-D life;
where Light moves, dances, and lives among shade and shadow;
So I’ll sit here for a bit with my one-dimensional gaze
welcoming a slowing . . .
not fleeing from staying . . .
being patient in the waiting . . .
hoping — some how knowing . . .
Mystery will come,
and gift me with a new way of seeing . . .
surprising me with a stereoscopic vista I could never have imagined . . .
gazing from a 3-D life.
Cades Cove barn…
Bandelier dwelling…
Historic St. Mary’s shingles…
Santa Fe fence…
weathered stories…
Within the dissected souls we carry,
there is a deep longing . . .
thirst for a drop of wholeness;
craving for a healing salve that soothes the spirit;
hunger for a peace to drench an anxiety-parched inner landscape . . .
We light a candle . . .
familiar words come —
“Light keeps shining in the dark,
darkness has never put it out.”
we take another step into a deeper knowing —
a candle’s worth of Light is all we need . . .
Along The Way 