So much has been written about humankind's search for the sacred. So many devote their lives to this endeavor.
To me, the sacred exists in the smallest of details...
in the things that often go un-noticed in this fast-paced world of ours.
Every morning, as I step outside the shelter of my home and into the welcoming bosom of Mother Nature, I am reminded of how miraculous our world is - how life is woven together so randomly, yet so precisely - so utterly perfect in detail.
Some days I try to meditate on just one perfect detail. Yesterday's detail was the dew that clung to every available surface. Life-giving water - so abundantly distributed, and yet so easily over-looked.
We are lucky that the farm is in an an area where there is an abundance of water. For so much of the earth, this is not the case. But for us, we experience it in all of its states - through rain, snow, steam, ice, fog, and the tiny dew drop. It runs in tiny trickles through crevices in the earth... tiny trickles become streams that grow into larger, fast moving bodies of water...
eventually finding their way back to the origin of all water - the seas.
Today, however, let's work our way backwards from the sea to that tiny, minuscule drop of water clinging to each and every leaf on the farm - the dew.
A million shimmering diamonds could not be more beautiful than a dew-laden pasture in the morning sun!
The dew turns a spiderweb into a piece of stunning jewelry - unsurpassed by anything Cartier could design.
To anyone who feels the heavy weight of a mundane life, I would counsel - get outside, silence your brain, and open your heart and your senses. Then, prepare to be amazed and delighted. This life on earth is sacred, and there is evidence of the sacred all around us - even in the smallest molecules. We merely need to be present to appreciate it.
We enjoyed a perfect, cool, fall-like day yesterday.
The equines grazed without fly masks in the crisp morning air.
The sheep were appropriately dressed in their woolen sweaters.
The pigs stood stalwartly waiting -
for their daily apple snacks.
And, the dogs ran and played with wild abandon -
yes, thankfully, Chester is back to normal!
It was so evident that all were happily enjoying the morning!
Ollie napped in the sun,
while Hubbs and I picked the last of the pears (ugly, yes - but oh, so tasty!)
and the day's offering of tomatoes and peppers from the garden.
I've said it so many times - life is good!
Life is so good. It's these small moments that make it so.
To me, you can have all the money and possessions in the world, and you will not know the peaceful tranquility that can be found in that which is available for free. We don't need the trappings of our modern world, but we desperately need the tiny moments of wonder and serenity so sacredly given us by nature.
And the turtle on the river rock and Pete on his pony...
EDGAR C. BEARD
Thank you for letting us 'sit' and 'breath' through your Blog.
Embracing the sacred all around . . .