Monday, September 08, 2008

Meadows of Heaven

To everything there is a season, and a time for every matter or purpose under heaven
~ Ecclesiastes 3:1
...But our citizenship is in heaven. And we eagerly await a Savior from there, the Lord Jesus Christ, who, by the power that enables him to bring everything under his control...
~ Philippians 3:20-21a

(from "Dark Passion Play")

Summer is falling asleep and so much is changing all around me. There is nothing new under the sun… so I should not be surprised by changes in seasons or in friendships or in the way the hearts of men (women/ children) wander and wonder.

As the night air gets cooler after each sunset I feel the trees in our woods getting sleepy and I see the acorns piling up in the tired grass in the morning. I absolutely love autumn, but it is so melancholy . .. And I am not sure what to do with that. I love it. And I regret it.

The colors of this sleepy season are my favorite - our entire home is clothed in olive and deep leafy greens… rich blood reds and wines…. muted golds and ochres…so earthy and rich and warm.

I took down the double-wide Robin’s nest from the headpiece above our front door. I know at least two families were raised in the larger side of it this summer. It made me remember our many houses. I was sure that 21 years ago our little boy would be raised in that first house we lived in - but we have moved so often since then. We made sure home moved when we left those houses … and so it has. We have weathered so much here because we have lived here for so many seasons. This house has been home the longest. We have seen changes over and over and spring always comes.

I am encouraging myself as I face this ironic season of change and sleep and inevitable cold just around the next corner of the calendar. I remember that spring is a promise - as good as any earthly promise.
I remember that as kids grow and fly away and parents get old and as people change and people forget to be kind - God has promised to hold it all together. His is the only one that is sure and the only one I need to hold onto - the rest is just decoration.

I close my eyes
The lantern dies
The scent of awakening
Wild honey and dew

Childhood games
Woods and lakes
Streams of silver
Toys of olden days

Meadows of heaven
Meadows of heaven

The flowers of wonder
And the hidden treasures
In the meadow of life
My acre of heaven
A 5-year-old winter heart
In a place called home
Sailing the waves of past

Meadows of heaven
Meadows of heaven
Meadows of heaven
Meadows of heaven

Rocking chair without a dreamer
A wooden swing without laughter
Sandbox without toy soldiers
Yuletide without the Flight

Dream-bound for life

Flowers wither, treasures stay hidden
Until I see the 1st star of fall

I fall asleep
And see it all:
Mother's care
And color of the kites

Meadows of Heaven
Meadows of Heaven
Meadows of Heaven
Meadows of Heaven
Meadows of Heaven
Meadows of Heaven
Meadows of Heaven

*** Work-in-Progress Photos : a soldered glass / mixed media art necklace - still being dreamt up and worked on... ***

(instrumental version)


Mike O'Hare said...

Please forgive this intrusion and accept my apologies for not keeping this comment in tune with the subject matter. I have my reasons for making this contact. My blogs begin in the Squidoo site that have a module attached which allows the Google search engine to attract other blogs to me that may contain either similar content, key words or phrases, or even the energy that lies behind words. Do you find this hard to comprehend, especially the latter claim? Well, I found you and I certainly wasn’t looking for you!
Within your consciousness, do you allow for the fact that all things – without exception – are connected? Even if your interests don’t lie here, surely you must have given a thought about this at some time or other? Through quantum theory discoveries, science is already proving that we are closer to one another than we could have ever imagined. Because of this, and for whatever other reasons that lie beyond my reasoning ability, I have just completed a novel that I co-authored with another.
Although this book is fiction, it is based around facts that have been hidden from us for thousands of years. The “Interconnectedness of multi-dimensional consciousness” is a phrase that is used in the novel. It will soon be published and in the meantime, it is the responsibility of my writing partner and me to market it in the best way possible.
Please have a look in at The Meadow home page and discover what truly happens to us as we interact on what we believe to be the physical aspects which facilitate electronic communication. Perhaps it is now time to let our minds leave the conditioned state that only allows our five senses to feed us, and see into the real world which is totally within your power.
“The Meadow” is a story about undying and enduring love. It covers the many lives of two souls as they evolve through time, from antiquity to the twenty first century, and always suffering the polarities that a physical environment can throw upon us. The tale demonstrates the connectedness of everything and brings with it a colourful story which involves characters and memories that will remain with you once you have finished reading the book.
If you like what you find, please bookmark it for future reference and wait for the opportunity when you can read this great epic. Also please pass on this link to your friends and fellow bloggers who you would consider to be potential readers. Thank you for reading this and apologies for any offence that can have occurred.


Mike O'Hare

nic2415 said...

That was a perfect note to end my night on, Duck. I mean your blog, not Mike o'Hare's comment. You gathered all the truth of Autumn and change and life and turned it into a melodic bedtime story. Thanks! Good night!

Mike O'Hare said...

Apologies for the comment, but was the blog worth more investigation? We have a book which is going to be big. Would you like to help spread the awareness of its approach?

Raspberry Grace said...

Lovely, thought provoking post, as always Katey.

Much imperfect love, Rasp xx

May Terry said...

Oh, Katey, how I wish I could talk to you some time and explain to you what I honestly believe, in my heart and in my gut...I do appreciate all you do, and all the love that is in your heart.

In honor of Jesus, and Buddha, and the divine in all,

Melanie said...

My Katey Duck!!! You know how how much your blog inspires and encourages me, don't you???

I've nominated you for a blog award!

You can pick it up and see the other blogs I've nominated on my blog