A Wilderness of Sweets
“Our garden is now a wilderness of sweets. The violets, sweet briar, and primroses perfume the air, and the thrushes are full of melody...
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The Blue Flower
Literature, Nature, Transcendence
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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And Every Breath We Drew Was "Hallelujah"
I watched the dawn come, Watched the spring dawn come. And the red sun shouldered his way up Through the grey, through the blue, Through...
Marking Spring's Return
“Only a week ago, we woke to find the surrounding fields pale with frost and the edge of every leaf picked out in white. Today is one of...
Outside the Machine
*This is the third in a series on Slowing Down. “Knock, knock, knock. Must, must, must. Must go, must sleep, must wake, must get up –...
You Do Not Have To Be Good
“You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert repenting. You only have to let...
The Unfolding of a Year
”I shall there unfold and take out whatever it is I have made here; something hard. For something has grown in me here, through the...
The Close and Holy Darkness
"We are bathed in mystery…That will always be our destiny. The universe will always be much richer than our ability to understand it.”...
The Blue Flower
“The desire of the moth for the star, Of the night for the morrow, The devotion of something afar From the sphere of our sorrow.”...
Translucence
TRANSLUCENCE by Denise Levertov Once I understood (till I forget, at least) the immediacy of new life, Vita Nova, redemption not stuck in...
Life Stand Still Here
Sometime in March I projected ahead and planned to write this entry around Mother’s Day. Then, with recalibrating during this time of...
"On level with ordinary experience"
"One wanted, she thought, dipping her brush deliberately, to be on level with ordinary experience, to feel simply that's a chair, that's...
"Earth's crammed with heaven"
"Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God; But only he who sees, takes off his shoes, The rest sit round it and...
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