“God is a being beyond being and a nothingness beyond being. The most beautiful thing which a person can say about God would be for that person to remain silent from the wisdom of an inner wealth. So, be silent and quit flapping your gums about God.”
Puffinus Puffinus [Manx Shearwater] by David Lewis
“Historical crooner, troll-like in burrows your eerie cries are supernatural. Lacking red, yellow and orange but you shear the air to make up for it. I walked a few steps around your island once. Got so tired in a day with sandwiches and pop. Marvelled at your fifty million mile journey from Bardsey, (just down the road really) to Brazil, Argentina and Southern Africa. You hang on the gale like the washing on my line and use your super powers to trace the planet. Crystals of magnetites within the eye you navigate better than Shackleton. Ginsberg’s puffin, who cries at the moonlight come home to me at night. And you connect for life and say hello with a kiss. As old as me but much wiser I see.”
“You are ever close. You are inside, outside, in every vein, in creepers and leaves, immanent and transcendent… All are God’s children. There is no question of high and low. He extends His hand towards anyone who wants His lap… Once the right action starts there is no fall..
What does it mean to enter your own nature? It is what it is. Permeated in every thing, every form and every way. That which is self-effulgent. There, language and speech do not work. The ultimate reality in true sense is formless. Can this be expressed in any language? Indeed, there is only He.”
“People are the measures of God’s principles; our morality the instrument of his justice, which stills alike the waves of the sea, the tumult of the people, and the oppressor’s brutal rage. Justice is the idea of God, the ideal of humanity, the rule of conduct writ in the nature of humankind. The ideal must become actual, God’s thought a human thing, made real in a reign of righteousness, and a kingdom – no, a Commonwealth – of justice on the earth. You and I can help forward that work..
You and I may work with Him, and, as on the floor of the Pacific Sea little insects lay the foundation of firm islands, slowly uprising from the tropic wave, so you and I in our daily life, in house, or field, or shop, obscurely faithful, may prepare the way for the republic of righteousness, the democracy of justice that is to come…
You and I may help deepen the channel of human morality in which God’s justice runs, and the wrecks of evil, which now check the stream, be borne off the sooner by the strong, all-conquering tide of right, the river of God that is full of blessing.”
Theodore Parker, Unitarian minister, transcendentalist and abolitionist, who died on this day in 1860
“May, and among the miles of leafing, blossoms storm out of the darkness— windflowers and moccasin flowers. The bees dive into them and I too, to gather their spiritual honey. Mute and meek, yet theirs is the deepest certainty that this existence too— this sense of well-being, the flourishing of the physical body—rides near the hub of the miracle that everything is a part of, is as good as a poem or a prayer, can also make luminous any dark place on earth.”
Mary Oliver
Anemonoides blanda, syn. Anemone blanda, the Balkan anemone, Grecian windflower, or winter windflower, is a species of flowering plant in the family Ranunculaceae. The species is native to southeastern Europe and the Middle East. The specific epithet blanda means “mild” or “charming”. The genus name is derived from the Greek word anemos, or wind.
“We are at a unique stage in our history. Never before have we had such an awareness of what we are doing to the planet, and never before have we had the power to do something about that.. Surely we all have a responsibility to care for our Blue Planet. The future of humanity and indeed, all life on earth, now depends on us.. Real success can only come if there is a change in our societies and in our economics and in our politics.”
“I do believe in simplicity. It is astonishing as well as sad, how many trivial affairs even the wisest thinks he must attend to in a day; how singular an affair he thinks he must omit. When the mathematician would solve a difficult problem, he first frees the equation of all encumbrances, and reduces it to its simplest terms. So simplify the problem of life, distinguish the necessary and the real. Probe the earth to see where your main roots run.”
Henry David Thoreau, Unitarian and Transcendentalist, who died on this day in 1862