Gartenfische's Main Loves

  • God

  • Yoga

  • Meditation

  • Books

  • Photography

  • Gardening

  • Music

  • Silence

  • and of course . . . her family.

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They can be like a sun, words. They can do for the heart what light can for a field.

- John of the Cross

Archive for November, 2007

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Visions

Friday, November 30th, 2007

Hildegard of Bingen
I was thinking about visions and spiritual experiences (yes, again). I don’t know why they happen, but it does seem that God doesn’t fling about these experiences haphazardly, or to tell us things we already know.
For example:
Jesus letting me know that I could ”choose to change.” Hmmm, not the message I would’ve ordered up. (I tell a bit about that experience here and here.) This […]

Interbeingness*

Wednesday, November 28th, 2007

Reynolds Price is a fascinating man. I recently heard a replay of a 2006 Terry Gross interview with him on Fresh Air (listen, oh listen, it’s great).
Personal experience germinated his faith. As you know, that’s my story, too—not having been raised with religion, I suspect if I’d not had certain experiences, I’d be agonizing over whether or not God exists, rather […]

Godstuff

Sunday, November 25th, 2007

The universe is a communion of subjects,
not a collection of objects.
-Thomas Berry

Aurora Borealis
Photo courtesy of Painterofblue (architect of one of my new-favorite blogs and an amazing artist).  Wow. This is God-stuff. And this.
Whew. Not much more I can say.
Except . . .
Through Painter’s site, I also learned that Tuesday was Meister Eckhart Appreciation Day. Here’s an Eckhart quote lifted from […]

Beautiful II

Wednesday, November 21st, 2007

Linda posted a video on her blog about the Seva Cafe in Ahmedabad, India, where diners donate toward the next guest’s meal. As Anjali Desai says in the video: This world is one family. Desai believes in, and the Seva Cafe is based on, paying it forward.
Which reminds me of . . .
When my daughter was about eight years old, we would sometimes have dinner at a not-so-fancy, but not divey, […]

Beautiful

Monday, November 19th, 2007

Moonmaid posted this beautiful blessing in my comments and I had to share it.
Franciscan Blessing
May God bless you with discomfort
At easy answers, half-truths, and superficial relationships
So that you may live deep within your heart
May God bless you with anger
At injustice, oppression and exploitation of people,
So that you may work for justice, freedom and peace
May God bless […]

Mush Mush (Yeah, I’m Corny) and Alter-Blog

Friday, November 16th, 2007

So I’m trying to get caught up on blog reading (thank you to those of you who’ve backed off a little just in time—I know, you were thinking of me). Anyway, in the middle of cranky hausfrau’s post about one of her kids, I’m suddenly whelmed over with a feeling of love. Yeah, love. I find myself thinking, I love […]

Viriditas. Venite, adoremus.

Wednesday, November 14th, 2007

Throughout my whole life, during every moment I have lived, the world has gradually been taking on light and fire for me, until it has come to envelop me in one mass of luminosity, glowing from within. . . . The purple flush of matter fading imperceptibly into the gold of spirit, to be lost […]

Ten Tidbits

Saturday, November 10th, 2007

Ten Random Things (as Fran said about hers: as if you care). This was hard because I think of myself as a boring person. So it took some time.
1. I was on national t.v. when I was around twelve because Cathy Rigby opened a gymnastics academy and I was chosen to be on […]

What Have You Done?

Wednesday, November 7th, 2007

We ate dinner at a Chinese restaurant last night. After an enjoyable conversation and a tasty meal our fortune cookies were duly delivered.
P read his: Learn Chinese: Very polite. hun yao le mow. There were also Chinese characters and lucky numbers. He thought it was a strange fortune. I said, “But what’s on the other side?”
He flipped it […]

Beware The Ides Of March*

Tuesday, November 6th, 2007

 I am older than my great-great-grandfather.
 

I will forever be older than my great-great-grandfather. Six years ago, I passed up Alvah in age.
He is eternally thirty-seven years old, eternally not-yet-forty. And handsome. Here is a guy any woman could fall in love with. Even his great-great-grandaughter (whoo-ee, is that freaky?).
In 1886, at the age of […]

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