Thursday, February 28, 2008

Rhythm patterns

Watching camp fires, fire places or even a candle; standing in the rhythms of ocean waves... being caught or moved in forces that come from far beyond my sight; or being near the lapping of lake waves along a shoreline..or the flowing sounds of a river , creek or stream...just watching it go on seemingly endless...
or like today, with the lure of stopping, slowing, just to watch the snowflakes come down..we all know the feeling....we have been there and know the attraction..why does it affect us all? Why does it work that way? Does it call us to ; or remind us of; some larger rhythm,
a wave , a flow, a source that we know we are from, or participate in, in some pre-verbal...pre rational kind of way?
Maybe old fashioned ticking clocks can have the effect for some people as it does for me. Or in music too, is it the sound waves, the beat and the rhythm that does the "magic'?
Maybe.... maybe not...but it feels good in my soul.

So I'm going to catch the falling snow flake views for a while..before going back to church for a meeting. Maybe we could have a church meeting, or a worship service where we all had to watch the snow fall for 20 minutes before we ever called the meeting to begin...before we ever spoke a word.
Rambling on and trying to find my rhythm?

1 comment:

Sara Ann Swenson said...

Papa!
I am reminded again where my poetry comes from.