This last month has flown by. Praying True, the global group on Facebook mentioned for the first time in my last post, grows in giant steps and deepens my commitment to living a life of reverence. And you know what that really means to me? It means seeing the interconnectedness everywhere in everything. For me, living in a sacred manner means responding to life in ways that nurture relationships, no matter what the relationship is. Isn’t that a revelatory idea? I learned it first about five years ago from my friend, Kevin Emmons, a Druid Priest living in Maine. Since all of our world is related, one thing to another, then nourishing relationships is the most godly act, the most blessed act, the most reverent thing I can do.
Though I invited others on Praying True to join me for my regular prayers on the third weekend of the month, prayers for the salmon, now prayers for the humans, now prayers for the world and her waters, I didn’t have the energy to organize anything locally. Though my commitment is strong, my weekend was heavily scheduled, teaching Ecstatic Postures both days. I was “worried” that I didn’t have enough time to do justice to being on the land and decided I would just head for a brief walk by myself on the beach with my dogs in between events.
On Saturday, the Posture group seemed extraordinarily tuned in. From the get-go, I was seeing relationship everywhere. The altar candle for instance, a simply beautiful dance between flame and water. We held a Metamorphosis pose along with one from the category of Living Myth, and the afternoon was satisfyingly charged with the sense of being more than human…interconnectedness everywhere.
Afterward, babysitting for my grandsons ( a 5 year old and one 6.5 ) seemed charged with the mysteries of their being digital natives and I, as a “born before TV” elder, wondering how they will see the world around them as they mature, more connected as they are to the magic of virtual realities than the natural, more slowly moving ones. But as the evening wound down, I felt bliss. Hard to find words to describe it, but something was working me, wombing me with tenderness and a felt sense of expanded boundaries.
The next day, the hours ran away from me and suddenly, I had only 45 minutes for that walk on the beach, and yet, and yet, I felt as if I’d been immersed in prayer the whole weekend. Time expanded on the beach. I don’t usually take a camera with me but today I did and I knew why almost immediately. A woman in our posture group the day before had seen in alternate reality a red “native” canoe half buried in sand. Though not native in design, a red boat is mired in the sand in this waking reality. I had to take a photo of it for her.
That started a journey of seeing relationship everywhere through my camera lens. Past, present, future – all connected.
Animal, vegetable, mineral – all connected. Light and shadow – inextricable. Water, earth, air – intertwined.
Art in everything.
Human ingenuity contributing to the art in everything.
Nature, itself, contributing to the artistry that we humans imitate.
Human creativity totally interwoven with all that exists.
We live interdependently and nothing stands without being tethered to source. Plastic chairs the creative expression of inventive humans somewhere who could envision that plastic shape being in service to the human rump -
helping us gaze out to sea with an ahhhhhhh yes of WOW for the sky above, the sand below and the sea glistening its way to the horizon.