Sometimes my “church” is the outdoors. I take an early walk for exercise and to pray the prayer of attention and gratitude for whatever is given. Last week, I was two blocks from home when the morning sun shining through large, broad leaves of an old tree stopped me in my tracks. Some leaves caught the morning rays and glowed bright green against the deep shades of others hanging in the shadow, gleaming like illumined stained-glass windows in the dark stone interiors of medieval cathedrals.
Light streaming through the canopy of leaves into a small ravine was the next gift. Tucked between two homes, the space held trees, undergrowth, and scattered, pop-up choirs of resurrection lilies singing out praise with their glorious purple-pink blooms.
And so it went. But before long, I found myself distracted by walkers and runners, like me, out to enjoy the morning. Unlike me, not wearing masks. As we approached one another on the sidewalk, few made any effort to distance themselves. Time and again, I crossed the street to ensure safe distance. Irritation began to overshadow meditation.
I reclaimed my focus, intentionally moving it away from people and back to the moment, being attentive to the Sacred proclaimed by creation. Slowly, wisdom rose in my heart: gratitude for the beauty around me and awareness of the privilege that allowed me to walk in a neighborhood that offers such respite.
A deeper recognition stirred, one of being part of the greater Whole. Along with the tress and other growing things, I am part of a reflection of an unknowable Presence – unknowable, but with Grace, sometimes experienced.
The trees spoke to me of Presence that exists beyond, yet encompasses all time. The Mystery informs each moment and remains when the moment has passed.
I noticed old trees that have witnessed much and thought of ancient ones around the world that stood as wars have come and gone. Trees that have seen floods, droughts, and fires rage. That have outlasted plagues. Trees that have seen governments and empires, dictators and saints, come and go. The ancient ones that have watched economic booms and busts, seen hatred and the love that overcame it.
I remembered a quote by Thomas Merton:
“A tree gives glory to God first of all by being a tree. For in being what God means it to be, it is imitating an idea which is in God and which is not distinct from the essence of God, and therefore a tree imitates God by being a tree.”
Thomas Merton Seeds of Contemplation
What is true for the oldest of trees is true for the newly sprouted plant coming up between cracks in cement. It is true for the birds and squirrels that rustled leaves on trees and shrubs as they sought safety when I walked by. And it is true of me.
When I am authentically myself, I reflect the Divine within to the world without. Presence permeates all that is. That will never end.
When I am gone from the earth, well before the trees I passed, I will still “be” in some way or other. And along with the trees that will remain to calm some other earth-walkers in future decades, I will be a part of the Mystery.
These days are passing, but while I am here in this moment, it is important to share the Divine spark given to me. It is equally important to welcome the Presence, to sink into it, to melt into it and know peace in the reality that all things are part of the One Holy Mystery, now and always.
© 2020 Mary van Balen
“Open your eyes, alert your spiritual ears, unlock your lips, and apply your heart, so that in all creation you may see, hear, praise, love and adore, magnify, and honor your God.”
St. Bonaventure Itinerarium
Thank you Mary…
You’re welcome, Cathy.
Very good stuff, Mary. Thanks! Mary & Larry Reichley
You’re welcome. I’m happy to share my walk and wonderings.
Such beauty. In the trees and leaves and the insect and the weed and in the author!! Thanks to all!!
There is so much beauty around us, even in these difficult days. Thanks for the reminder.
Lovely.
Thank you, Anne. It’s good to hear from you!
Amen, Sister!
Love you.🤗
I’m glad the reflection spoke to you, Carol. Love you, too!
Beautiful reflection, Mary. Deep bow of gratitude…
Thank you, Anita.
I love your reflections, Mary. I, too, am a spiritual walker and lover of trees! That Thomas Merton quote is one of my favorites. Thank you for putting so beautifully into words God’s presence in nature and within each of us.
You’re welcome, Marianne. Thank you for your comment. As Abraham Joshua Heschel, a great rabbi and theologian of the twentieth century said, “Awareness of the divine begins with wonder.” Nature is a good place to start!
Beautiful! Thank you!!
You’re welcome, Jim. Thanks for your comment.