Peeling off Layers

.... some poetry can touch us even though we meet it in places that are not very conductive of deeper thought ... perhaps that means we are ready just at that time and place to get it's particular meaning for ourselves ...... or perhaps for others (wishful thinking) ..........
here: a poem from Emily Dickinson I met yesterday (thank you)(the poem not the author I met.... )
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I died for beauty, but was scarce
Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for truth was lain
In an adjoining room.

He questioned softly why I failed?
"For beauty," I replied.

... children were painting to music this Monday .... and it was beautiful .... as beautiful as we would expect and so we found it moving ...... it was clear that they are not in their second but in their 'FIRST' nature as they were doing this ...... no pre-conceived ideas spoiled this time as these children are still quite small and are still ready to listen to the music - afresh ........
....beautiful ...... thank you everyone and I hope it's fine to post this photo here ...... I could not help it - I am so proud of it ......

.... my son's photo of sunset .... taken at their "schoolies" (which he thanks to God survived with so far only a small damage .......)
... it may be a source for my another "pool" picture ...... he said he is fine with that ....

.... put together a little trellis for cucumbers .... and had several lettuce leaves as salad and sandwiches additions harvested ..... also invested into the seaweed fertilizer and used it once .... not sure how often it should be used ..... it has become quite obvious that the soil will need much more preparation with adding compost for the next time planting - at the moment we just have to put up with what we've got ...... lettuces seem to be growing well in it no matter what .....

..... started the "pool" picture ..... working from a photo ....
... the "water pool" gurgle theme seems to fit with Hildegard's poetry again ......

Like billowing clouds,
like the incessant gurgle of the brook, the longing of the soul can never
be stilled.
It is this longing with which holy
persons seek their work from God

A wheel was shone to me
wonderful to behold ....

Divinity is in its omniscience and
omnipotence
like a wheel,
a circle,
a whole,
that can neither be understood,
nor divided,
nor begun nor ended.

.... I've finished the work on the ICON for Melanie ! ! ! ..... and I do not want to post the photo here, because I want to surprise her .......

...... remember the beginning of the commentary to stanza 12 - The Spiritual Canticle .......

O vos felices radices
cum quibus opus miraculorum,
et no opus criminum,
per torrens iter perspicuae umbrae plantum est.

Et o tu, ruminams ignea vox,
praecurrens liminatem lapidem,
subvertentem abyssum,
gaudete in capite vestro.

Gaudete in ilio,
quem no viderunt in terris multi,
qui ipsum ardenter vocaverunt.
Gaudete in capite vestro.

Hildegard von Bingen (1098 - 1179)

O you, happy roots,
with whom works of miracles
and not works of crime,
for burning predestined you were planted.

And to you, thoughtful fiery voice,
becoming the whetstone,

...working on the icon today .... so nice to spend time in such a way .... back from the retreat ...full of new inspirations .. many things to think of ....