Ochres, those naturally occurring pigments from oxidized iron
are building blocks of the gods.
The variant reds and yellows of the mountain and desert canyons
rests our eyes and makes our hearts sing.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch
The shine on the oil slick includes the beautiful colors from
compressed biologicals
who lived and thrived in community with those same pigments.
Aerial shot, looking down at an oil slick hitting a beach.
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Do you think those rascally gods care that humanity
loves their architecture and art so passionately?
Or that that same humanity could be so damned careless?
Here playing like he’s Zeus on red ochre rock, Garden of the Gods outside Colorado Springs, is my grandson Edan, May 2010.
Thank you to Nothing Hypothetical for this week’s One Single Impression prompt, ochre.
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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.
With a master's degree in religion, my career spans 30 years in end of life care and 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'.
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