snow march 2006

snow march 2006, originally uploaded by the view from in here.

Looking east from the driveway. Morning sun through this year's snow...

Beautiful You Rise Upon the Horizon of Heaven

Beautiful you rise upon the horizon of heaven,
O living sun, you who have existed since the beginning of things...
The whole world is filled with your lovliness.
Your are the god Ra, and you have brought every land under your yoke,
Bound them in with the force of your love.
You are far away, yet your beams flood down upon the earth.
You shine upon the faces of men,
And no one is able to fathom the mystery of your coming.

Akhenaton, Egyptian, 14th century B.C.E.

Lost in the Forest

backyard sunset, originally uploaded by the view from in here.

Sunset in my backyard.

Lost
David Wagoner

Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you
Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here,
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
Must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes. Listen. It answers,
I have made this place around you.
If you leave it, you may come back again, saying
Here.
No two trees are the same to Raven
No two branches are the same to Wren.
If what a tree or bush does is lost on you,
You are surely lost. Stand still. The forest knows
Where you are. You must let it find you.

The fire

the fire, originally uploaded by the view from in here.

Fire at an Open Space event in the Cowichan Valley on Vancouver Island.

Fire – Judy Brown

What makes a fire burn
is space between the logs,
a breathing space.

Too much of a good thing,
too many logs
packed in too tight
can douse the flames
almost as surely
as a pail of water would.

So building fires
requires attention
to the spaces in between,
as much as to the wood.

When we are able to build
open spaces
in the same way
we have learned
to pile on the logs,
then we can come to see how
it is fuel, and absence of the fuel
together, that make fire possible.

We only need to lay a log
lightly from time to time.
A fire
grows
simply because the space is there,
with openings
in which the flame
that knows just how it wants to burn
can find its way.