Wednesday, January 30, 2013

When You Need It, It Appears

I've never been a churchgoer. I used to joke that hiking was my church, partly because I did it almost every Sunday, partly because it was what made me feel closest to God. I've always found that my connection to source, spirit, whatever you want to call it, feels strongest when I'm communing with the natural world.

It always seemed to me that it was the nights when I was lying on my back looking at the stars and the days when I was marveling at hummingbirds that brought me closest to a connection with the Divine. It's during those times that I'm most aware something greater is at work in our world. Something beyond any of our finite human capacities. It's holding us. Keeping us joined to it and to each other.

I needed that feeling today. Stuff is going on.

I went into the backyard to dump the compost I'd collected in my kitchen and as soon as the sun hit my face, I felt the need to sit down and look for it. The connection.

I rested on the concrete steps outside our sliding glass door and let the light warm my cheek. I listened to the trees rattling their leaves. I watched the stillness of my lawn.

And then I heard church bells singing a song, telling me it was twelve o'clock.

I've never heard these in the two years I've lived in this house. Hearing them today felt like a sign. A reminder. 
I'm here.


  1. I could look at this picture all day. I can almost see the water shimmering.
    Good for you for knowing when to take your time to be and notice the reassurance that was waiting for you. I, too, believe one does not have to be in any particular building for that.

  2. I love this post. It's not just a reminder that you're here, but also a reminder to slow down, give your mind a chance to collect itself.

  3. He is here, and if we would all just take the time to be still, and listen, we would have no doubt.

  4. I'm guessing I'm not the only person here who, if of a certain age, saw where you wrote "the connection" and thought of this...

  5. Growing up in a household built and held together by religion, I grew to resent every bit of it by the time I was 20. Experiences through my 20's and the first half of my 30's have lead me to a deeper understanding of a need for opening our souls the the effect of the divine, while still harboring a need for distance from "religion". Moving to the mountains, where I am surrounded by the beauty, serenity, power, and vastness of nature do I truly feel I am beginning to understand the role divine power has in our lives. Sometimes a beautiful place unmarred by human hands is the only place we are able to experience true spirituality.

  6. Awesome post. I felt like I was right there with you. Hope things are better for you

  7. It's always a good thing to wake up and smell the holy spirit. When I want to be alone - really alone - with my thoughts, I go to either an Adam Sandler movie or an Arby's. No chance of running into anyone at either of them. But the beach looks good too. Wherever you can find a little comfort, peace and connection is where you should be. On a side note, if you want to talk about what's going on my line is open 24/7. Unless you want to talk about The Bachelor. Then you're on your own.


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