Waterfalls: Spring’s Wild, Dancing Peace

The rainy abundance of Spring has been filling up our mountain streams, sending waters merrily through the shallow channels. Then they come to the end of the plateau and plunge lacily to the next level. Ricketts Glen is filled with such falls and this time of year, it’s filled with a wild and particular Beauty.

The Falls are Rain’s gift to us. Spring and Fall the rains come and the streams swell. We need to be careful around it, but, oh, the delight.

Water is powerful, we forget that in its Beauty. as it plunges from heights into pools, the landscape is rearranged. Beauty can be powerful. We need to remember that.

It’s worth a visit to the places in your life where the water runs wild. The ions the water throws off will change your mood if nothing else. But to watch the power of water doing what it’s called to do is a wonderful thing.

Embrace the Wild Peace that Nature offers the Earth… drink it in, and then translate it into forward momentum for the Peace we all need.

Where’s Reassurance? Where’s Peace?

For many years, in my life as a religious leader, I have not worn symbols of my office. Although I have other personal reasons, much of the work I have done has been interfaith and a collar would have interfered with that. And there was no real urgency for it.

It has never interfered with my doing my job. Here in my river valley, it’s easy enough to be known. But in today’s climate, there will be times I am called to show up that I believe a collar will be useful — as it speaks to power and as it reassures people in a crowd. It’s another way of saying I am here. I’m sorry it’s necessary.

I know a lot of people who are happy for their collars. I have no quarrel with them at all. It simply isn’t my style.

Having said that, if it moves the movement, there’s value… That said… sigh. And… you use power as you have it.

Stained glass? I love it! It’s so beautiful. I grew up with wonderful stained glass and when traveling still check to see the glass. But as my thealogy has moved, I look more to simple meeting houses that are warmed with love and passion for justice… But as my community begins to build, who knows what they will need. This is, after all, their house of worship. And I have nothing but welcome for Beauty.

In today’s world we look for places to find and ways to give Peace. We’re all going to have to stretch a bit. We’re all going to have to balance the needs, personal against the communal. And this piece of stained glass is beautiful.

Waterfall Beauty, Waterfall Peace

I suppose there are people who don’t like waterfalls. I can’t quite imagine it, but i suppose there must be… I’ve stopped to gaze at waterfalls everywhere I’ve been… When possible, I’ve swum in them. yayayayayay.

Aside from the beauty, apparently the falling water does the same thing that oceans do: produce negative ions that raise our serotonin levels which make us feel better. Here’s a collection of articles that talks about it. Interestingly, lightning is the largest producer of negatively charged ions… which may explain our excitement about them.

And then of course, large waterfalls can produce hydroelectric power and change the world or ok, maybe just the community for the better. Clean Energy! We like it!

Native Peoples have often found waterfalls sacred, they celebrate the source of life that is found in their beauty. Maybe it’s the ions, maybe it’s the mesmerizing nature of the falling water, maybe it’s the power — whatever it is, for me, it adds up to Peace giving time spent watching water fall.

Scott’s picture is wonderful. The falls are beautiful and the sunlight and shadow are also beautiful. Wake up, my dears, here’s some beauty for the day! Peace of the Waterfall be with you.

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He Yells, I Cry

Dear Bartender and Priestess: I married a man who was raised completely differently than I was. I grew up in a very quiet home. His was loud. We never raised our voices to one another. When my husband gets worked up about something—it can be anything he feels emotionally engaged in—he uses a very strong voice. My emotions are close to the surface, so if we argue and he starts to get loud, I retreat, which usually results in me crying. Continue reading