“When the eaglet, in the first moment of hesitant inevitability, leaps from the nest for the first time into the abyss below, the wind of its free fall meets its outstretched wings with a mighty YES that sends the eagle soaring up into the empty air of its ever present destiny in boundlessness …” (p. 138, “The Contemplative Heart”, James Finley)
Sunday, January 28, 2007
communal mystery: boundlessness
Here is another poetic image (there are many) from Jim Finley’s book, “The Contemplative Heart”, that turns me on. It occurs within a discussion of boundlessness – the recognition that we are a part of everything that is, and everything that is, is a part of us. Whether we know it or not, communal mystery beats in our blood.