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The Blue Flower

Literature, Nature, Transcendence

Welcome to The Blue Flower!  The Blue Flower is a passion project of contemplative writing, an inspirational blog where I reflect on and synthesize observations, ideas, and experiences that heighten awareness, quicken the imagination, and fuel spiritual curiosity. The blue flower is a literary symbol, originating with German Romanticism, that represents a longing for beauty and the transcendent. You can learn more about the significance of the blue flower as a symbol in my "About" section.


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The Soul Ajar

The Soul should always stand ajar That if the Heaven inquire He will not be obliged to wait Or shy of troubling Her ~Emily Dickinson,...

All the Things I Do Not Need

I recently read this thought-provoking start to a blog post: “The story is told of a man named Arenius who lived in the fifth century....

On Ravishment

As a child I lived in tune with sensation. I lived out of my body.  As I became a teenager, I began to move out of my body and into my...

Unk Was a Friday Night

Anticipation bubbled all day long on a Friday, reaching its boiling point right about 5pm. Unk would soon be home! By this point in the...

No Measure of Health

“It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.” ~Jiddu Krishnamurti, Indian spiritual teacher, philosopher...

Morning Inertia

*I am trying something different and exploring writing in a stream of consciousness style in third person omniscient point of view. I'll...

Bell Tower Moments

“Coincidence is God’s way of remaining anonymous.” ~Albert Einstein I have a tendency to second guess my decisions, particularly the big...

A Morning Blessing

This week, I bring you a poem, a blessing, by recently deceased Irish philosopher, theologian, and poet John O’Donohue. If you are not...

Notes from the Hammock

Upstairs in our barn hangs a hammock. Upon moving in, all the family, except for me, tested it out, expressing delight that the family...

Framed in Space: On Solitude

*This is the second in a two-part series on what it means to be “Framed in Space.” See last week’s essay for the quotation from Anne...

Framed in Space

“It is only framed in space that beauty blooms. Only in space are events and objects and people unique and significant – and therefore...

Slowing Down to that Inner Voice

“Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished.” ~Lao Tzu “And so taking the long way home through the market I slow my pace...

The Mystery and The Vine

The Mysteries (Part VI) The mysteries remain, I keep the same cycle of seed-time and of sun and rain; Demeter in the grass, I multiply,...

One Step Towards Transcendence

“A vexation arises, and our expressions of impatience hinder others from taking it patiently. Disappointment, ailment, or even weather...

Sustenance

My food is to do the will of Him who sent Me, and to finish His work.” John 4:34, NKJ For many months now, I have felt out of alignment...

An Inward Happiness

"How can you live sweetly amid the vexatious things, the irritating things, the multitude of little worries and frets, which lie all...

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