Still, what I want in my life
is to be willing
to be dazzled ~
to cast aside the weight of facts
and maybe even
to float a little
above this difficult world.
I want to believe I am looking
into the white fire of a great mystery.
Oliver, Mary
House
of Light. Boston: Beacon Press, 1990.
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good morning rebecca! mary oliver says it so perfectly here...to float above our difficulties and enjoy the magic of now.
x...x
Posted by: Stephanie | May 19, 2013 at 07:59 AM
These words are beautiful, Rebecca. Don't most of us want to be free of factual weight and be dazzled..at least once in awhile? Love this. Beautiful flowers, too. Love is sparkling in your direction. xo
Posted by: Judie | May 19, 2013 at 09:03 AM
Sharing a glimpse into the white fire of a great mystery with you. What a blessing.
Posted by: gemma | May 19, 2013 at 09:22 AM
oh my goddess,
yes !!
{{{{ to Be dazzled }}}}
exactly.
genius.
seriously.
that Mary Oliver !!
if she lived next door to me
i would say,
"" Hey, Mary,
lets go find something dazzling
over at recuerda mi corazon's place ""
&
we would B right over
&
we would pick this photograph
together ...
:-)
{{ you know i Would
do that ... }}
Posted by: somepinkflowers | May 19, 2013 at 09:43 AM
That sounds so wonderful "floating above this difficult world" ~ I imagine all of us floating together like angels on clouds with our wistful conversations of love and the mystery of it all.....sigh x
Posted by: Sue Fox | May 19, 2013 at 09:55 AM
I'm dazzled by the photos you can take in your backyard. You are one lucky lady.
Posted by: Cheryl's Excellent Adventure | May 19, 2013 at 11:23 AM
Oh Rebecca, I am still gazing into the mysterious light, with you right there alongside me
Posted by: Deb Taylor | May 19, 2013 at 01:37 PM
so, so beautiful Rebecca... the light, Mary Oliver's words... perfection.
Posted by: Laura Hegfield | May 19, 2013 at 02:57 PM
Yes rebecca dearheart, perhaps floating in a wonderfully clear, and cool saltwater pool and leaving the weight of facts and earthly forms behind us for a while is what is in store. Imagine the light piercing the water as you glide through it effortlessly :0). There are, after all, so many ways to dance!
So much Love,
Noelle
Posted by: Noelle | May 19, 2013 at 02:58 PM
Your post is just like you: dazzling! :)
Posted by: magicalmysticalteacher | May 19, 2013 at 03:55 PM
Your photo and choice of poem dazzled me. After 24 hours of rain and dreary skies your golden flowers and light dazzled me!
Posted by: Wabi Sabi | May 19, 2013 at 04:54 PM