Wednesday, December 25, 2013

In 2014, I resolve to be grateful.


When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free
.--Wendell Berry

Abundance awaits our notice each dawn. Its glory and wealth abides. It is ours for the taking if we but look up and outside ourselves. May we, as Wendell Berry advises, rest in the arms of this earth where the waters hold wood drakes, where the fish below feed the heron. Let us know the peace of still waters and hushed pastures as we lift our eyes to the mysterious stars.

Reading Challenge:

Read “The Peace of Wild Things” daily. Let his words teach you to see, hear, sniff, taste, and touch truth. Let his words teach you what to write.

May the new year be kind to you.