Half Moon Bowl, Pouring Out the Blue Sky

Half moon bowl pouring the blue sky out, look up, look up to see this magick.

Dearest Ones! Every day we can take to heart be amazed or wander blindly through all our tasks. I was hanging the washing this morning when I looked up to seek the moon. This is kind of a habit for many, many years. And there She Is. Pouring the blue sky out of her bowl tilted just right for that time of the day. I think I danced a little jig.

Is your life a prayer of constant awareness? Do you breath thanks to the sparrow eating crumbs in the centre of the city? Wonder at the clouds shape that wisps past? Oh pause a while in your hurry and pay homage to all the magick of life around you today.

Mary Oliver speaks soul poetry, she puts this so eloquently.

Praying

It doesn't have to be
the blue iris, it could be
weeds in a vacant lot, or a few
small stones; just
pay attention, then patch

a few words together and don't try
to make them elaborate, this isn't
a contest but the doorway

into thanks, and a silence in which
another voice may speak.

~ Mary Oliver ~

Oh Pause, pause to See....