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Springtime
Snowdrops - © Joost Tielemans, Photographer
"There is a true yearning to respond to the
singing river and the wise rock,"
as Maya Angelou so eloquently reminded us in her
poem entitled
"On
the Pulse of the Morning".
The
singing river calls us to sit on her banks and to heed her call
to
wake up to the beauty of God's
creation.
The
fresh green pastures of Ireland, the purple mountains of Wyoming,
the
waving Kansas wheat fields, the dove call at dawn,
the
wind-song of a crisp March day summon us to a new day of love and
gratitude,
of
care and healing for God's creation.
This is the time
to wake up to the new day, the time to plant and the time to heal.
This
is the time to build up and to laugh and to dance.
This
is the time to sow seeds of health and wholeness.
This
is the time to embrace and to cherish,
the
time to look into our brother's eyes and see the vastness of the
sea;
the time to look on our sister's heart and hear
the pulsing rhythm of the universe,
to
stand in awe before Earth and all the stars.
There is a
Buddhist term, mindfulness,
which quite simply describes the energy to experience
the present,
to
witness deeply everything that is happening in the current moment.
Mindfulness is to be aware and alive to what is going
on within and without.
Anne
Rowthorn
Excerpted
from
Beauty of the
Earth
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