no part

I was at work the other day when a brother and sister came up to the office. I was just asking another child how his school camp had been.

"What was the best part about camp?"

His full grin reply - "everything."

Did he not understand the question? "No, no, you have to pick one thing to be your favourite."

This is when the brother and sister stepped into the conversation. They both would have been younger than ten, but I noticed there was something about them. They were bright. But not in the typical I-go-to-the-library-and-do-all-my-homework-before-it's-due type bright. I can't quite put my finger on it. They just were.


"But everything's the same," they said.


It was in a 'why does he have to choose' type tone. These less than 10yr olds were putting me in my place. They informed me that everything is one-thing. So, no. He doesn't have to choose one single favourite thing about camp because camp, as a whole, as one-thing, was the best thing about camp. He understood the question perfectly.

Everything's the same. 

They continued on, telling me how everything is connected.


"See", the girl said, "that chair you're sitting on is connected to the floor, which is touching this wall, which I am touching."


"Yeah, I'm in China right now."

"I'm at the Grand Canyon."

What really made me laugh was when the girl told me she is, in actual fact, standing ontop of me.

Although there are obvious flaws in their philosophy I think they were onto something. There was some pearl of wisdom in what they were saying.

Everything's the same.

Everything is part of something bigger. It all add's up. The small things matter because they are part of the bigger picture. All those small moments that seem insignificant are really a part of the main attraction. There is no part but just the whole. Because everything's the same. You will find a connection to things if only you look for them.

"Fortunate are they who see beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing."

- Camille Pissarro

virgo

The earth is calling me back. Calling me back to it's roots.
I know it sounds very "new age", but the hippy within me loves it.  I can hear Her calling.

"Let us be silent; we may hear the whisphers of the woods"

Something stirs in me to know that what comes with every grain of sand, every cliff face, every ocean wave, every rolling hill is a story. I'm in awe. Just stop and think about it - every single grain of sand comes with it's own tale. It remembers every footprint that walked its surface. It carries legends of it's journey's with the wind.

"In every outthrust headland, in every curving beach, in every grain of sand there is the story of the earth."

"In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth."
- Genesis 1:1

To live. To see the world. To be awake.
I don't want to just exist here in this lifetime. I want to grab the bull by the horns. I want to get soaked in the rain jumping in puddles. I want to take road trips for no reason other than to marvel at the view. I want to stand at the top of a mountain and spread my arms out wide like a bird. I want to be like Jane and swing the vines with Tarzan. I want to feel it in my core. Feel connected to this place that God created and put me on.

"The earth is what we all have in common."
- Wendell Barry

We all have this unmindful, maybe even an unacquainted relationship to this place we live. Except, the earth is the one thing that we all have in common. But I've realised this big bravado isn't about how we should all hold hands and get along and stop war. No. It means that we're human. And by living on earth we have a natural habit - sin. We don't think twice about it because its natural - just like the seasons and the tide. Sin is our mother instinct. It is the one thing we all have in common. In a way it's kinda how it's meant to be.
And here, in this moment, I feel that I have within me all the dreams of the world. Not just my own dreams but the dreams of EVERYONE - beacuse in one way we are all the same.
I feel full and ready and my mind is alive.
Chirpy.
Spirited.

 "Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair."

 - Kahlil Gibran

"The poetry of earth is never over."

 - John Keats

"Let us be silent that we may hear the whisphers of the gods".

- Ralph Waldo Emerson

dusk

It's tough when God comes crashing in, to set your heart on fire

And it's tough to keep this love alive, when stripped of your desire.

But we fight and strive to live the life, that you had hoped to lead

And we're drinking in your honor, even though you'll never leave us.

                                                                                                                                     - Flash, Midnight Youth

...

"But you are gone.

 Not for good, but for now.

 But gone for now, feels a lot like gone for good."

 -Happiness, The Fray



This is it.

I'm standing on the edge of a cliff.

And any minute the wind is going to blow me over.

I'm waiting for the one who is going to save me.

To snatch me up. To feel His arms around me.

I can not believe He hasn't come. 

Rain Fall

"If I cannot hear "the sound of rain' long before the rain falls, and then go out to some hilltop of the Spirit, as near to God as I can and have faith to wait there with my face between my knees, though six times or sixty times I am told "there is nothing", till at last there arises a little cloud out of the sea, then I know nothing of Calvary love."

-Amy Carmichael, missionary 

 (1867-1951)

"Beloved, by being faithful to me, you will gain possession of your soul."

- Luke 21:19

Be patient until you wings are grown.