Aoradh daily meditation- Justin’s lovely poem…

After a short break, Aoradh have continued the daily meditation by e-mail thing.

I think we had a break because life gets in the way of such daily production- particularly when only a few folk are really keen on the discipline of writing daily, or creating daily.

But we have started again- with help! If you would like to be added to the circulation list, and so receive a (more or less) daily e-mail, drop me a line

Thanks to the joy of the internet, connections are possible over hundreds- even thousands of miles, so it is that we have had two ‘guest’ contributors to our daily meditations last week and this week.

Last week we had a lovely selection of quotes and pictures from Dorothy Neilsen.

This week, poetry by Justin Heap (from Nashville, Tennessee, USA) which I am really looking forward to as, well- poetry is my thing! And also because Justin can write like this- his first meditation of the week…

You will die. Let these be words

to prove hope in light of faith,

words to grow heavy on the chest

to prove light in hope of faith,

that resurrection always

follows death in this kingdom.

Take what you will, taw and busk,

for rich soil always welcomes poor

seeds looking to change, to live.

Thanks Justin- beautiful!

Aoradh daily meditations, Psalm 148, Sunday…

13 Let them praise the name of the LORD,
for his name alone is exalted;
his splendour is above the earth and the heavens.
14 And he has raised up for his people a horn,
the praise of all his faithful servants,
of
Israel, the people close to his heart.

   Praise the LORD.

 

That is the wonder of this God of ours-

 

Majesty that is humble of heart

Favouritism that is not exclusive

Shaper of supernovas

Who also made-

Me

 

Let the Hallelujahs ring

Aoradh meditations, Psalm 148, Saturday…

Praise the LORD from the earth…
11 kings of the earth and all nations,
you princes and all rulers on earth,
12 young men and women,
old men and children.

You powers of the government
Bow down
McDonalds and the CIA
Bow down
Economists of the IMF
Must bow down
.
You powers of the killing machines
Bow down
Pinochet and Stormin’ Norm
Bow down
You who live by the sword will all one day
Bow down
.
You powers of the media
Bow down
Makers and breakers of kings
Bow down
Celebrity cooks and reality Queens
Bow down
.
For I have walked the wild country
And watched the sun slipping slowly down
Turning green to gold
Working alchemy before my very eyes
.
I have seen the mountains
Lifting up their faces to the sky
Gathering in the starlight
So beautiful it makes me want to cry
.
And I can hear a voice- its calling me
Can you hear the voice?
It says-
.
Look upon my works you mighty

And weep

 

 

Aoradh meditations, Psalm 148, Friday…

Praise the LORD from the earth…

wild animals and all cattle, 
small creatures and flying birds…

 

Sometimes I am an eagle

Catching the high cliff thermals

High and wild and free

.

Sometimes I am veal

Factory farmed and tenderised

Machine fed and chemically mutated

.

Sometimes I expand like the empty sky

Other times I burrow deep

Searching for a safe place

.

Wherever I go

You are there

Aoradh meditation, Psalm 148, Wednesday…

7 Praise the LORD from the earth, 
you great sea creatures and all ocean depths, 

I watch the waves in the distance, hoping for a glimpse of a sea monster

And ponder all that life down deep

All those colours invisible in indigo darkness

Alive in creations overflow

And it is all too big-

Unfathomable

.

Cuttlefish

Alien flashing transparency

Reduced somehow to parrot food

In another world

.

Whale

So big that movement seems tectonic

Impossible

.

And me- eyes watering in a wind whipped in from the arctic

Am a grain of blown sand

Dancing

Aoradh meditations- Psalm 148, Tuesday…

Delayed this time by a power cut! The storm last night has blown trees down on the power lines, leaving Bute and Cowal without power for half of today. A little reminder of how vulnerable we are to a little weather.

At work- no computers, no phones, no mobile telephones (masts down too.) If you are vulnerable, no stair lifts, no e-care, no anti-pressure beds, no hot food, no heating. Scary really, just how dependent we are on something so artificial. Well done Dave and the boys for getting it back on in record time…

But back to the matter in hand- Psalm 148, the wonder of it all…

Look carefully at this picture. At first all black- but when you look again…

5 Let them praise the name of the LORD, 
for at his command they were created,
6 and he established them for ever and ever— 
he issued a decree that will never pass away.

 

Light waves falling

.

Some blazing hot

The noon we circle round

Some a warm reflection

Smiling in the night sky

Some a tender starlight flicker

Almost unnoticed

.

All of it made-

Not manufactured

Crafted-

Not mass produced

.

Fractals of the infinite

Particles of the Divine

Making a prism of my soul

Aoradh meditations, Monday, Psalm 148…

This week it is my turn to write a daily meditation for Aoradh. I will post them here too.

This time I will write around the exuberant praise of Psalm 148. A challenge for introspective types like me…

Psalm 148

Praise the LORD from the heavens;
praise him in the heights above.
2 Praise him, all his angels;
praise him, all his heavenly hosts.
3 Praise him, sun and moon;
praise him, all you shining stars.
4 Praise him, you highest heavens
and you waters above the skies.

Stand with the Angels

At the roof of the world

And shout with joy

At the wonder of it all

For the space that goes for ever

And we,  just shapes

Suspended