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Song of Wonder

October 26, 2020

Song of Wonder

By Amba Gale

When we stop, when we still ourselves, when we attend, with full Presence, to the ordinariness of the world, the world becomes extraordinary. Move into letting yourself rest in, become one with, nature, and see where that takes you. You will, most likely, find that that path takes you into an inner journey where you meet your muse, your own fire of creativity, your own silence.

When we quiet long enough, we deepen our own capacity to hear, and the world can teach us, can reach us. We can live in life being “a bride to amazement,” as Mary Oliver says in one of her poems.

To have a commitment to being “a bride to amazement” is a commitment to full immersion, to full Presence, to receiving the blessings of the world into our hearts, bringing us into the space of Wonder.

Song of Wonder

Even here,

somewhere in the middle

of these dark days,

somewhere in the middle of this Crossing,

where lives upended stumble

blindly through their days,

even here, I can sing

of wonder.

I can gently glide with Great Blue Heron

who slowly, silently wings

sweeping through fog across the sea.

If he can do this, so can we.

Green boughs of pine

stand stalwart as they climb

towards the morning sky, content

with who they are and how they grow.

I can let my eyes rest on the candle flame

and her twin reflection in the window mirror

celebrating,

honoring,

blessing

life, warming the photograph of my Baba, smiling

with me, saying to me

that I am loved.

Nowhere in this great world

is wonder ever present but Here,

where, I listen

deeply,

attentively

sacredly

to what the world wants to say.

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