Listening for our song…

Glimmers September 22, 2025

Dear Friends,

I recently heard from a fellow seeker who was confronting the “ambivalence” in her life these days. and described her frustration with being “wishy-washy,” as she looked ahead. I suspect that many of us have these feelings at one point or another. Can you relate to that confusing space of uncertainty as it wraps around your life?

Crisis… age… grace … all have a part in the invitations we receive on our path of maturing consciousness. With time and presence, we may appreciate the unscheduled/undefined moments, we may trust the call to sit in wonder. Wendell Berry’s words speak to this awareness, I’m thinking they might be helpful.

It may be that when we no longer know what to do
we have come to our real work,
and that when we no longer know which way to go
we have come to our real journey.
The mind that is not baffled is not employed.
The impeded stream is the one that sings. 

Berry invites us to live in the question mark, to trust the unknown. Oh, how hard this is! From the simple choices of healthy eating to living with the overwhelming changes in our country – could it be that we are invited to a layer of trust that is new to us? I wonder. But I like image of a singing stream, whose melody is created by whatever rocks, extra water or sticks that have landed on its path. I like the idea of the unknown becoming audible, just as it is.

Just like the stream, listen here for a reminder, we share a song that is shaped by the what has come before. Just like the stream, we sing of life in its fullness, rooted in our own journey, our own experiences. The invitations will continue, may we have “eyes to see” and “ears to hear” the wisdom that awaits us.

Peace to you, Lisa

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