Idle and Blessed

Deer Napping in the Yard“…I don’t know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn’t everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?”

-Mary Oliver (from “A Summer’s Day”)

Hammock & Feet

Wednesday’s Wonders – A Day in Spring

“Write it in your heart that every day is the best day of the year.”

-Ralph Waldo Emerson

Deer Munching Grass

 “The invariable mark of wisdom is to see the miraculous in the common.”

-Ralph Waldo Emerson

Bird in White Flowered Tree

“Look at everything always as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time: Thus is your time on earth filled with glory.”

-Betty Smith

White Buds, Blue Sky, Clouds

Sparkling Diamond Rain Drops – A Gallery of Photos

“Let the rain kiss you.  Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops.  Let the rain sing you a lullaby.”

-Langston Hughes
Drops, Purple Flowers“A rainy day is the perfect time for a walk in the woods.”

-Rachel Carson

The sweetness of rain showered the earth all day with nurturing.  I learned to love the rain while living in Hawaii and have continued to love it since.   On an island where fresh water is a life force, the rain is always a blessing.  The Hawaiian language shows the respect and honoring for rain in its more than 100 words of description for the gift of falling water.  “Awa” is a mist or fine rain, Rain Drops, Single Red Leaf“Kawa” is for heavy rain, “Ililani” for a storm, “hikiki’i” for rain that comes at a slant.   Earlier in this blog, I enjoyed writing about the Eskimos many names for snow, and my 200 names for Love.  It is this honoring of the essence of things and of taking the time needed to notice, acknowledge and feel the nuances and differences, that bestows the rain, the snow and love with such depth and breath.

During a brief respite between showers I found sparkling diamonds of rain drops scattered everywhere!

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So many ways of seeing, feeling and honoring the rain!

 

June Trembled Like a Butterfly

“Green was the silence, wet was the light,
the month of June trembled like a butterfly.”

-Pablo NerudaThistle & Butterfly

“I wonder what it would be like to live in a world where it was always June.”

-L. M. Montgomery

“It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside.”Little Tree, Bright Greens

Rose-Maud Hart Lovelace