Borrowed contemplation.

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The Awareness of Presence (From “Contemplative Monk”)

Silence is not merely the absence of internal and external noise. Within the stillness arises our awareness of presence.

We can feel presence in an empty cathedral,
or standing in a mountain forest,
or in an open meadow at sunset
as the stars begin twinkling
while the echo of whip-o-will
dances across the woodland valley.

This silence soaks us with a stillness that allows us to become aware of the presence of eternity behind everything around us. Behind everything we see. Like pinpricks of light breaking through.

When I was five, I would stand out on the wide-open hillsides, gazing up at the stars with the moon shining over my shoulder…my heart would expand and soak in the presence of eternity.

God is all around us. Silence allows us to become aware in the stillness, of God’s presence.

Another time we were flying into Jackson Hole. The airport is in the middle of Grand Tetons National Park. We were off boarding the plane, stepping onto the tarmac, when the vast silence enveloped me. I broke down and wept. I was home.

In the Celtic lands, these are called thin places. The silence brings us into a stillness where we are able to become aware of the presence of eternity all around us. It’s an awareness of seeing that everything is connected, everything is interwoven, and everything belongs.

Silence brings us to our senses, and stillness brings us home.

He leads me beside the still waters,
He restores my soul.
~ Psalm 23:2

~ Bob Holmes #dailycontemplations

Stop and smell the roses.

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How sweet to smell the flower that grows upon life’s vine,

For though its presence’s fleeting the fragrance is divine.

These moments that come winging on life’s oft trampled way

Are what set your heart to singing and brighten up the day

Take in these precious moments and hide them in your heart

To gaze on in remembrance when present joys depart.

So special are these flowers, don’t let one pass you by

But gaze at them for hours, their holy joys imbibe.

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He abides faithful.

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“I am with you always, even unto the end of the world”. (Mth. 8:20) Having spent a great part of my life in the far reaches of the world I somehow always applied this verse concerning distance. I recalled this morning it works both ways, like an enormous cross spanning both distance and time. The world may be hurtling towards its end but God remains with us! “Though we (or the world) are faithless, yet He abides faithful. He cannot deny Himself.”