A sense of Mystery Stirred.....

"I lay flat on my back and looked up into the darkening sky. How sad it would be, I thought, if we humans ultimately were to lose all sense of mystery, all sense of awe. If our left brains were utterly to dominate the right so that logic and reason triumphed over intuition and alienated us absolutely,  from our innermost being,  from our hearts,  our souls." Jane Goodall, "A Reason to Hope" There is a tension in side of me, a struggle between the left and right, my scientific mind thinks in logical, analytical patterns, that part----connects the dots in a linear fashion, doing experiments and collecting data and watching and waiting, weighing and measuring. The other side of me, that creative side that I'm just learning to free can look at just about anything, see the splash of colors mixed together, see the inter connective nature of the universe, feel the dirt under my feet and the smell of grass mixed with the pine needles that emit a sweet oil as I walk over them.....and suddenly the creative wonder takes me to a place of Mystery and wonder... there is a constant battle brewing, a constant need to explain and know and understand, the thinker in me seeks a resolve and uncover the myth, so that  the human mind can understand, explain away.... and then without rhyme or reason, in the midst of an ordinary kind of day, something amazing reaches out, grabs hold and suddenly that ordinary thing, a small plant or some other thing, goes from a simple kind of thing to something so multi-layered and complicated that the only word to describe the awe I feel is sacred Mystery.... and suddenly the scientist in me sits back for just a moment and says, hum.... perhaps... and for just a sliver of a moment, a second in time, the energy of the Mystery swirls around me, bubbles up from somewhere ancient and infuses my being with wonder. I can't explain something that words can't describe, and to do so in a sense would minimize the "burning bush kind of moment".... today I stood, gazed at the color, the intricate detail, the splashes and the connection of life to each other and The Great Mystery came to visit and she stirred within me a passion and zeal and wonderment stirred my being up and mixed it all together.. and for that on this Sunday morning... for me that was worship in itself all balled up in a small fraction of a second. May each of you... be bathed in a splash of the Mystery on this day and may She Stir up the Mystery in You. Hugs and Blessings,