The Significance of Beauty

gift from the sea          For it is only framed in space that beauty blooms. Only in space are events and objects and people unique and significant—and therefore beautiful. A tree has significance if one sees it against the empty face of the sky. A note in music gains significance from the silences on either side. A candle flowers in the space of night. Even the small and casual things take on significance if they are washed in space, like a few autumn grasses in one corner of an Oriental painting, the rest of the page bare.
            My life in Connecticut, I begin to realize, lacks this quality of significance and therefore this of beauty, because there is so little empty space. The space is scribbled on; the time has been filled. There are so few empty pages in my engagement pad, or empty hours in the day, or empty rooms in my life in which to stand alone and find myself. Too many activities, and people, and things. Too many worthy activities, valuable things and interesting people. For it is not merely the trivial which clutters our lives but the important as well.
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Who am I?

Who am I, and what am I? what evil has not been either my deeds, or if not my deeds, my words, or if not my words, my will? But You, O Lord, are good and merciful, and Your right had had respect unto the depth of my death, and from the bottom of my heart emptied that abyss of corruption. And this Your whole gift was, to negate what I willed, and to will what You willed. ~~ St. Augustine

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photo credit: Staff of Princess Anne Public Library

I’ve been busy with my other blogs these last few days and have neglected my spiritual side. So on this bright, yet freezing, spring morning, I am reminded that despite my negligence to God, He is never negligent toward me. And while I don’t necessarily put thoughts to blog posts each day,it doesn’t mean those thoughts of God aren’t there.

My sister related a story to me about a gentleman she encountered recently who was so angry, so bitter with the way his life turned out, that it really made her take a step back. We  discussed how each person has a choice – a choice to let your own life destroy you and poison your soul with bitterness and hatred, or to make a conscious decision to consider life’s blessings.

So, today, if you are angry or frustrated or bitter over someone or something or some event, don’t let it rule you. Make a choice – a choice for inner peace, a choice for God, a choice for Beauty – even if its only for a moment or two.

 

 

I am not shaken

I am the boundless ocean.
This way and that,
The wind, blowing where it will,
Drives the ship of the world.
But I am not shaken.
I am the unbounded deep
In whom the waves of all the worlds
Naturally rise and fall.
But I do not rise or fall.
I am the infinite deep
In whom all the worlds
Appear to rise.
Beyond all form,
Forever still.
Even so am I.
-Ashtavakra Gita, unknown Hindu master