Sunday, March 29, 2020

Sunday - Saying Yes to the World

I build a platform, and live upon it, and think my thoughts, and aim high. To rise, I must have a field to rise from. To deepen, I must have bedrock from which to descend. The constancy of the physical world, under its green and blue dyes, draws me toward a better, richer self, call it elevation (there is hardly an adequate word), where I might ascend a little -- where a gloss of spirit would mirror itself in worldly action. I don't mean just mild goodness. I mean feistiness too, the fires of human energy stoked; I mean a gladness vivacious enough to disarrange the sorrows of the world into something better.

It is one of the great perils of our so-called civilized age that we do not acknowledge enough, or cherish enough, this connection between soul and landscape—between our own best possibilities, and the view from our own windows. We need the world as much as it needs us, and we need it in privacy, intimacy, and surety.

Mary Oliver, Long Life: Essays and Other Writings


One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

I waw reading some of her books yesterday
this is new to me
thank you for more of her words.
Miss her...

Barbara Rogers said...

Well said. A woman who's insights translate so beautifully into the music of poetry. I'd not read any of her prose.

Tabor said...

Ah yes, the constancy of the physical world!!!

thewiildmagnola said...

After her fine words, she leaves us to ponder.