On being a stone
This is my 4th posting in the 'Hi Honey I'm Home' series for the 'Where's Home?' contest here on the VTH.
I pray to be this Stone Shaman when I grow into my skin...this is my once and future home.
From Written on the Wind...
Stone Shaman
He had the virtue of stones
No needs, no urges, no desires
He grew hot in summer and cold in winter
The shaman of stones
Stoic divinity
He had the virtue of storms
Violent beyond all comprehension
But people will say
Well that’s just his way
A juxtaposition of intangibles
And yet...and yet...
This beautiful poem reminds me of another, untitled poem by Eunice Tietjens
The stone grows old.
Eternity is not for stones.
But
I shall go down from
This airy space, this swift
white peace, this stinging exultation
And time will close about
Me, and my soul stir to the
Rhythm of the daily round.
Yet
Having known, life
will not press so close
And always I shall feel time
Ravel thin about me.
For
once I stood
in the white windy
presence of eternity.
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About Beth Patterson
The Virtual Tea House website became 'word-ripe' when, over a cup of jasmine green, I realized that the web has an expanding part to play in the communal aspects of spiritual growth.
One of my favorite hats, among several is: initiated firekeeper in the Sacred Fire Community. Hosting a monthly community fire circle, I'm being taught that the simple act of sitting around a fire with the intent of holding open-hearted space makes for some soulful community!
With a master's degree in religion, my career spans 20 years in end of life care and I currently work in the field of child abuse intervention and advocacy.
Here in beautiful Central Oregon, my spiritual homes of the high desert and the mountains are both in proximity. And for good measure, four hours away is Grandmother Ocean and the stunning Oregon Coast.
I'm making decent progress on the goal set by my mother early on: she taught us that the goal of humanity should be to become ever-more eccentric, i.e. more fully human.
Entering the 'forest-dweller' phase of life, I am honored to host the Virtual Tea House for all who wish to explore how our lives are enriched and made new a thousand times each day by the spirituality we embody. Exploring this engagement together is the purpose of the Virtual Tea House.
Welcome! Let's have a cup of virtual tea together and share what brings us joy, what we are being taught by life, how we are leaning into the Big Questions posed to us each day in sometimes 'distressing disguises'.