The bush outside my window is now in bloom.
Two weeks ago we had our spring community weekend. Our presenter, Edith Bogue, OSB, used the theme of a camino to talk about how to enter into the future of religious life by intentionally preparing while also staying open to the unexpected. She had a great presentation, using the artwork of the Australian cartoonist Michael Leunig a few times along the way.
I recognized the work because I recalled a combination of a picture and poem of his that I received via email a while ago:
When the heart
Is cut or cracked or broken,
Do not clutch it;
Let the wound lie open.
Let the wind
From the good old sea blow in
To bathe the wound with salt,
And let it sting.
Let a stray dog lick it,
Let a bird lean in the hole and sing
A simple song like a tiny bell,
And let it ring.
A quick Google search will bring up some great results from the artist. Here is another favorite - The World That Nobody Holds.
Doesn't that look wonderful?
Let us walk in the holy presence.