In praise of rest
Tunes for a Monday Morning

It's Offline Week here at Bumblehill

The laughing dog

Speaking of rest, work/life balance, and taking things one step at a time (as we were in Saturday's post), the week ahead is an Offline Week for me so that I can focus on a work deadline. Also, as long time readers know, I take periodic breaks from life online in order to make sure my roots are firmly grounded in the land underfoot and the life and community around me...which I think is a good practice in this digital age.

Tilly and I will be back on Monday, May 6. Happy trails till then!

The week begins...

"Benedicto: May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds. May your rivers flow without end, meandering through pastoral valleys tinkling with bells, past temples and castles and poets towers into a dark primeval forest where tigers belch and monkeys howl, through miasmal and mysterious swamps and down into a desert of red rock, blue mesas, domes and pinnacles and grottos of endless stone, and down again into a deep vast ancient unknown chasm where bars of sunlight blaze on profiled cliffs, where deer walk across the white sand beaches, where storms come and go as lightning clangs upon the high crags, where something strange and more beautiful and more full of wonder than your deepest dreams waits for you — beyond that next turning of the canyon walls.”  – Edward Abbey (1927-1989)

The journey itself

(Do feel free to carry on the conversations in the various Comment threads, and I'll join in again next week.)

Comments

Happy time, good workings and merry wanderings to you and yours.

Beltane blessings...

"BLESS, O Threefold true and bountiful,
Myself, my spouse, and my children,
My tender children and their beloved mother at their head.
On the fragrant plain, on the gay mountain sheiling,
On the fragrant plain, on the gay mountain sheiling.
Everything within my dwelling or in my possession,
All kine and crops, all flocks and corn,
From Hallow Eve to Beltane Eve,
With goodly progress and gentle blessing,
From sea to sea, and every river mouth,
From wave to wave, and base of waterfall."


http://www.sacred-texts.com/neu/celt/cg1/cg1078.htm

These pictures are so dreamlike. I love the Laughing Dog. Good luck with your deadline, and also with your break from the web, for which this extract from a Robinson Jeffers poem seems appropriate -

A little too abstract, a little too wise,
It is time for us to kiss the earth again,
It is time to let the leaves rain from the skies,
Let the rich life run to the roots again.

(The poem comes from a previous post, http://windling.typepad.com/blog/2012/02/kissing-the-earth.html . I have it bookmarked and often re-read it.)

I hope you and Tilly have a good time 'kissing the earth again'.

From Dag Hammarskjold: 'To have humility is to experience reality, not in relation to ourselves, but in its sacred independence. It is to see, judge, and act from the point of rest in ourselves. Then, how much disappears, and all that remains falls into place. In the point of rest at the centre of our being, we encounter a world where all things are at rest in the same way. Then a tree becomes a mystery, a cloud a revelation, each man a cosmos of whose riches we can only catch glimpses. The life of simplicity is simple, but it opens to us a book in which we never get beyond the first syllable.'

I hope, despite the deadline, you are able to find that 'point of rest at the centre' of your being. Enjoy your week away from the web.(But Francesca and I will be glad when you return.)

This is wonderful. I tried to speak in a stumbley, bumbly version to the left. I love to
do that, and it could do no harm, being a Beltane blessing. But I am not sure what it is.
Celtic? Olde Englishe? It seems sort of Northern.

Wish there was an icon to represent the lighted lightbulb. I returned and went to Amazon - Gaelic, Scottish...ach and aha.,

While politely waiting for Terri's return, I have been going back to the wisdom, beauty and inspiratioin Myth and Moor. It's a treasure.

Oh darn. Another mistake; should be inspiration OF Myth and Moor. I'm tired. Happy but
tired.

Thank you, everyone! It was a lovely week, especially as spring is finally here.

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