Climbing Mountains (New poem by Polly Castor)
Spirit does not labor to ascend a high elevation, nor does it even notice a change in atmosphere.
Spirit does not labor to ascend a high elevation, nor does it even notice a change in atmosphere.
In a world of specialization, where we are constantly told to live small and do only one thing, it was a delight to converse with someone else who also understands the blessing of doing the full range that you are called to do.
Please join me in actively striving to think out from the singular, enlightened, divine Mind instead of our many, inferior, human ones.
As a newly “empty-nester” all my fledglings have flown, but a sense of togetherness still remains.
During the months I was gone, I worked on delighting in adventure as a quality of Spirit, as well as experiencing more of the discovery that Spirit perpetually encourages in us.
As this month was full of busy closure, I focused on the fact that Spirit itself is complete, and also that all Spirit does is complete.
When I think of persistence, I think of the slow erosion of stone, or the prolonged build up of stalactites and stalagmites, over long years of seemingly inconsequential but protracted dripping.
I express balance in a lot of ways. I’m pretty good about balancing my meals, the topics on this blog, the competing demands of our children, and my schedule between work, church, home and time for myself.
For this month, in my project of contemplating and growing in one attribute of Spirit at a time, I have been concentrating on being spiritually-minded.
A month ago, I blogged about being positive as the first entry in a project of more consciously imbibing qualities of Spirit; I am choosing one to focus on each month, and writing down my thoughts about what I learned.
A month ago a blog reader and I agreed to take one quality of Spirit each month and focus on seeing it, experiencing it, expressing it, noticing it, demonstrating it, appreciating it, and spiritually demanding it of ourselves and all creation.