When I say that I have an ecological spirituality, I mean that I find sacredness and divinity in the living, ever-changing, ever-evolving planet that we inhabit.
I read this first thing this morning (here in Ireland) and the message has been resounding all day in my mind. I have a place, like you, that is special to me. A lake nestled in a mountain valley here in the Mcgillicuddy Reeks. Your essay made me realise that I need to place more emphasis on this place and visit it with regularity. Like you I've an understanding of what 'God' is but I'm not a member of any formal religion. Sometimes this makes me feel a little untethered but I think marking the lake as my church will help. My children love the lake too. So perhaps as the years go by we can make it our sacred place. Thank you for your wonderful essay it was timely and will leave its mark for years to come.
As lovely a piece of prose as Charle's baby deer piece.
Nature is also my church😊 I am grateful for the day I discovered it, through rock climbing. Prior to that I'd touched it every now and then via surfing or hiking, but never felt it stay with me. Then, on the side of a mountain, I c a me home.
Now, how nature could be anything but sacred and divine, I don't know. Certainly, not to anyone that spends regular time in it. Farmers used to know the sense of god in the earth, air, water and fire of agriculture. But not these days. Although I see hope in the regenerative ag crew.
The sad part is, we all once knew this. I think that deep down we still know, but can't remember. So there's just this dull, ever present ache of missing. That never gets soothed in modern day life.
I feel similar to Charles but I have hope....we are of nature whether we admit it or play by her rules or not. She will as all mothers do, welcome us home, whenever we choose to....stop acting like a$$hats🤔😂🤣
I feel lucky to have been immersed in a natural environment from a very young age. For those who spent their childhoods surrounded by miles of concrete, and now for those children spending their childhoods staring at screens and creating virtual personas, I'm not sure what it might take to awaken a sense of divine connection to our living planet. Thanks for sharing your story!
Church of the Earth. Earth of the Church. Whatever it is I worship was captured fully in this gorgeous photographic essay. Thank you.
I read this first thing this morning (here in Ireland) and the message has been resounding all day in my mind. I have a place, like you, that is special to me. A lake nestled in a mountain valley here in the Mcgillicuddy Reeks. Your essay made me realise that I need to place more emphasis on this place and visit it with regularity. Like you I've an understanding of what 'God' is but I'm not a member of any formal religion. Sometimes this makes me feel a little untethered but I think marking the lake as my church will help. My children love the lake too. So perhaps as the years go by we can make it our sacred place. Thank you for your wonderful essay it was timely and will leave its mark for years to come.
Thanks for sharing your own chapel from halfway around the world!
As lovely a piece of prose as Charle's baby deer piece.
Nature is also my church😊 I am grateful for the day I discovered it, through rock climbing. Prior to that I'd touched it every now and then via surfing or hiking, but never felt it stay with me. Then, on the side of a mountain, I c a me home.
Now, how nature could be anything but sacred and divine, I don't know. Certainly, not to anyone that spends regular time in it. Farmers used to know the sense of god in the earth, air, water and fire of agriculture. But not these days. Although I see hope in the regenerative ag crew.
The sad part is, we all once knew this. I think that deep down we still know, but can't remember. So there's just this dull, ever present ache of missing. That never gets soothed in modern day life.
I feel similar to Charles but I have hope....we are of nature whether we admit it or play by her rules or not. She will as all mothers do, welcome us home, whenever we choose to....stop acting like a$$hats🤔😂🤣
I feel lucky to have been immersed in a natural environment from a very young age. For those who spent their childhoods surrounded by miles of concrete, and now for those children spending their childhoods staring at screens and creating virtual personas, I'm not sure what it might take to awaken a sense of divine connection to our living planet. Thanks for sharing your story!